Here’s the new kegerator with some chalk-work by a young ‘un in my buddy’s house.  I like the frowny-faces under the empty taps, she must think we’re slackers.  Those are hop flowers on the top and to the right, I like it!

I guess the whole California weather thing was a big ruse.  It’s freezing here!  Literally, freezing!  As in BELOW 32!!!  I’ve obviously been fed some erroneous information.  There was for-pete’s-sake FROST on the grass this morning.  Not cool, not cool at all.

I don’t have anything to work with as far as “what I did last weekend” so I thought I’d go on a random weather rant for a bit there.  Seriously;  Donette is out of town so I pretty much watched endless episodes of The Rifleman all day, every day.  I did leave the house on a few occasions.  Saturday morning I made my triumphant return the land of the gym.  Holy moly, I am in pathetic shape.  But, I guess the only thing to do about it is to start exercising;  An unfortunate but apparently true fact of life.  I struggled through 30 minutes on the treadmill and made a rather embarrassing effort at lifting some weights, then went next door to the grocery and got some biscuits and gravy fixins.  Know your strengths, people.  The workout was an unmitigated disaster;  The b’s & g’s came out pretty darn well.

Sunday the extent of my outdoor adventures was a walk to the park with Teagan.  That dog, I swear.  I honestly thought she would be a little more laid-back here, as I think I exercise her a lot more than I ever did in KC.  It seems to have had the opposite effect though, she just wants to play more and more.  Oh well, gives me a reason to go outside I suppose.  She chased the ball for a solid 30 minutes or so, then we took a long walk, and she STILL was acting up by 8:00 that night.  What can ya’ do.

Gotta like a nice long weekend.  Actually it was broken up with some intermittent work, but that’s OK.  We had a quite nice Thanksgiving, if a bit unconventional.  Since we just got out to CA recently, we’re not really ready to absorb the financial (or mental) impact of travel just yet, so we stayed home and had a quiet holiday at home.  We originally had a turkey breast on the menu, but decided to go whole-bird because A) Mom sent me some fancy brine that I wanted to use and B) we wanted some leftovers.  So, we picked up a 12 lb. bird and rounded out the menu with green bean casserole, garlic potatoes and gravy, stuffing, and crescent rolls.  We also had egg noodles on the list, which we had to do a considerable amount of shopping for.  Apparently they aren’t too widely available here, and I wasn’t going to go to the (admittedly small) effort to make them.  We finally found them at, of all places, Target.  All that trouble, and then we forgot to actually take them out of the freezer and cook them.  I’m not sure but I think that’s a regular occurrence for us.  Anyway, everything that we actually remembered to cook came out well, it was a fine feast.  I think the brine saved me on the turkey, as I brutally overcooked it.  Following the recipe in my Weber cookbook, I didn’t take a temp on it until 2.5 hours, and by then it was far overdone.  Brine works miracles though, it was still plenty juicy.

Friday sort of escapes me…  I went to work for a bit, and we hung out on our back patio for a while.  We’re gonna squeeze every last bit out of this 70 degree weather;  To hear everyone talk it’s not the norm here.  Saturday was quite warm too, so Teagan and I played a good round of fetch at the park and then I spent the rest of the afternoon working on an immense pot of turkey & sausage gumbo.  It came out good enough, and we’ve pretty much got enough to last us the rest of our natural lives.  I definitely miss the andouille sausage from The Store in Raytown though, there’s just no substitute for it.  I’ve considered ordering some from Louisiana, it’s not terribly unreasonable, but I always forget.

Sunday was spent brewing up a few more batches of homebrew, as well as kegging the two batches from a few weeks ago.  We only have three kegs available, so I’m not sure what we’ll do with the fourth batch when it’s ready…  We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.  I elected to make a rather generic Irish stout, while my co-brewer went with a ridiculously elaborate clone of the semi-famous Pliny the Elder.  Hope it comes out good, it was a lot more effort than I ever put into my batches.  We also hooked the kegs up to the snazzy kegerator, which was completed last week.  It looks good too.  I’m not entirely sure his wife is overly fond of it’s prominent location in their formal dining room, I couldn’t get a read on that.  But it does look nice, and the stain even matches the dining room table.  The only thing left to do is to get somebody with handwriting much nicer than ours to put the styles under the respective taps.  We should probably come up with some catchy names too, but so far haven’t gotten past “beer #1” and “beer #2.”

The re-purposed deep freeze

Cooked it on the Weber grill. Came out very well, if a bit over-cooked. I didn’t check the temp until 2.5 hours, it was probably done at the 2 hour mark.

We took our second weekend trip to Tahoe this weekend.  I can see it being a fairly regular occurrence;  It’s quite a bit of entertainment for an hour and a half of driving.  Much like last time, we didn’t really take in any “activities,” just sort of hung out.  We got there late Friday and were really questioning the wisdom of our trip when we stepped out of the car into the sub-freezing, windy weather.  Hmmmm, we just left 60 degrees for this?  On purpose?  Well, the decision had been made, so we parked the car and walked to dinner down the street.  We darn near froze walking back from the restaurant, so we cranked up the fireplace in the room and called it a night.

Saturday we accomplished a similar amount of nothing.  We retrieved the car and were heading for a late lunch at Harrah’s, but the valet recommended The Lucky Beaver so we took him at his word and changed plans.  The place was a bit on the cheesy side (I’d liken it to a Hooter’s) but he was correct in that the food was very good.  Unfortunately it was SO good we overate and had to cancel our reservations at Riva Grill that night.  Sort of a bummer, as I was really looking forward to it, but I was stuffed.  We trudged to the couch and fell asleep watching college football.  Pretty much just like being at home on a Saturday, but somewhere else.

Sunday we got up semi-early and got the heck out.  We stopped for breakfast at The Red Hut, which was a fine way to start the day.  I had the chicken & waffles, which while delicious wasn’t quite what I was looking for.  (For whatever reason I like wings with my chicken & waffles.  Don’t know why, I just do.)  I should have stuck with the biscuits and gravy I originally ordered…  I guarantee we’ll be back though so I’ll get them next time.  After that we were on the road, and back home in time for the second half of the Chief’s debacle.  Grilled up some nice salmon fillets for dinner, and called it a weekend.