The chicken is currently in the fridge, marinating in oregano, butter, olive oil, lemon juice, salt, pepper and garlic. Tomorrow when I get home, all that needs to be done is chop the potatoes, throw everything in the oven, and wait.
Link: Chicken with Oregano (Kota Riganati).
Oh, one other thing to do. Buy booze. Retsina or ouzo… hmmm…
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Hankerin’ for a bottle of that fine Greek turpenwine? Here are some places serving/selling retsina in Eugene:
If The Police had been backpackers, they could’ve done this first.
Message in a barrel: Kyle MacDonald is going postal — and he’d like you to join him. On Apr. 6, he’s leaving Montreal to cart heaps of postcards to a barrel full of more postcards in the Galapagos
Islands. Seriously.
Want to play a travel game? Here’s how you can also go postal. By sending along your postcard, Kyle will put it in the barrel with, oh, a few bajillion others. People going through the Galapagos then raid the barrel for postcards from areas they’ll be visiting. Once they arrive, they’ll hand-return that postcard to the chappo who sent it. How’s that for a cool impromptu way to travel from your own home?
Websites:
www.goingpostal3000.com
www.messageinabarrel.com
Email: goingpostal3000@gmail.com
Follow Kyle’s trip via his Message in a Barrel Yahoo! Group
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New to Firefox? Wondering about what makes it different from (read: better than) Internet Explorer? Firefox Central will help you sort all that out, plus start getting familiar with Firefox and trick it out with extensions and themes.
Link: Firefox Central.
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While getting a haircut earlier, a couple of the stylists were talking about a chap who’d been in the chair before me. He was a bit, shall we say, mulletly challenged, and neither his wife nor stylist could convince him to try something better… erm, different.
To be fair, I didn’t get a look at him or his do. Would you bother to look up, if you were engrossed in GQ’s nearly-nudie photos of Jessica Alba (who definitely does not have a mullet)? I didn’t think so.
Back to the reshaping of my boy-bandish spiky mop. Still discussing mullet-man, the stylist made me laugh so hard I nearly wound up with a buzzered scalp. "I tried and tried," she said, "But he was just in mullet denial."
Mullet denial. Poor bugger. And not a 12-step program in sight. Nonetheless, I hear there is a cure… but you have to look like Justin Timberlake for 6 months.
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Did you know that Pamela is a Greek name that means "honey"? It’s fitting. My friend Pam just invited me to a Greek food night this weekend. She’ll be making baklava. Honey, indeed.
What for this chap to make though? Here are some recipes in the running:
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May this never, ever, ever be a problem for folks participating in this program. But if it is, here’s the step-by-step advice from someone who knows:
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Posted by Anthony St. Clair on oneword March 29, 2005 10:49 PM
The night was a beer and a smile, a distant roll of thunder and the flicker-flash of angry teeth. “I didn’t mean it.” “You never do.” “You know what I mean when I mean it.” “Do I?” “Yes.” “Show me.” “All right.”
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Admittedly to drink americanos, ponder finances, look at real estate guides, drink more americanos, read about urban cycling… oh, and watch the dancers. Someday I might even get up there…
Weekly Eugene Tango Classes, Practicas, and Milongas – Tango in Eugene
Formerly the Stewart Aquatic Center. Even though this pool is about, oh, 6 blocks or so from my apartment, I had no idea it existed. Then, the other day in my mailbox was the latest edition of a small newsletter from my neighborhood assocation, the CDCA. On the back page is heaps of details for the pool, classes, open swims, you name it… and all in a solar-powered 92°F heated pool that is also salt- and UV-sterilized, making the water very bather friendly. Something tells me I’ll be heading up the road to check this out…
