Chicago: Day 1

My cousin's baby girl and a gigantic remote that is probably intended for the near-blind.

Josh and I took a trip to Chicago to visit my relatives and his friend from college. We planned to spend the first two days of our trip staying with my family and the last two days of our trip staying in a hotel in Chicago to see some sights and hang out with his friend while accomplishing some specific food goals.

1. Have a Chicago hot dog
2. Have Chicago-style pizza (NOT from Uno's, because those are all over the country)
3. Have steak from a steakhouse that is local to the Chicago area
4. Have dinner at Rick Bayless' Frontera Grill

We wound up accomplishing goal number 3 our first night in Illinois. My aunt and uncle took all of us to The Backyard Steak Pit in Gurnee. Apparently, my dad really liked this place when he visited a couple years ago, saying it was as good as this other place (the Corner House) we used to go to when my relatives lived in Wisconsin.

I ordered a ribeye steak, medium rare, but I think it leaned more towards medium. Josh's hickory-crusted bone-in ribeye steak was perfect though. The steaks did come with accompaniments, and it was a very casual place. I didn't think it was the best steak ever, but it was a pretty good deal for the price.

"Remodeled" Kitchen

I love my kitchen. It's huge in comparison to most NYC apartment kitchens and cooking has been a pleasure during our time in this apartment. Josh and I went to Ikea the other week to shop for a cabinet to store our wedding china, and instead of buying a cabinet, we bought two kitchen cabinets and placed them back to back (after 2 days' worth of painful assembly) in the middle of the kitchen for ideal efficiency.

I liked cooking before, but with this new work space with fantastic storage, I wish I had more time to cook! Now the two of us can cook at the same time without stepping over one another. With more surface area, I'm able to do prep faster and I could even use half of the space to serve food! Our old kitchen island cart served its purpose well, and it's now along the wall (strange that we have enough room for that in the kitchen too) serving as miscellaneous counter space. We tried giving it away, but nobody has room in their kitchen for it!

No excuses

Now that the wedding is over, there is no excuse for my crappy blogging!

I will start blogging more frequently; maybe that should be my New Year's resolution. Currently, I'm in California visiting my cousin and her family, most importantly their new baby girl who is absolutely adorable. I missed out on the blizzard by a day, despite the way I was tempted to accept the offer to take the next flight out for a first class ticket and $600 towards my next flight.

I miss Josh and the kitties though. I can't wait to go home!

Butterball

After the late-night emergency room debacle on Wednesday night/Thursday morning, I caught a cold and still went to work Thursday and Friday. My bosses kicked me out early today and I have been spending the afternoon catching up on DVRed shows, but felt like I should be doing something productive.

I made butter.



Glorious fresh butter.

I remember shaking a jar of heavy cream in my first grade classroom, every student taking a turn shaking the jar and eating the butter we all helped make. Yes, I had to Google the directions, but they're pretty simple. Put heavy cream in a jar, fill it about halfway, and shake. The shaking will eventually create whipped cream that practically fills the jar and there's no more liquid-y sloshing, but you keep shaking and the sloshing returns because the butter has separated from the buttermilk. Pour out the buttermilk, and then pour in cold water to shake a bit, pour the (now) cloudy water out and repeat the rinsing until the water is clear. Take out butter and mix in salt if desired and you have fantastic, fresh, soft, and creamy butter.

I didn't have any homemade bread to do the butter justice, but it tasted pretty good on the store bread I did have. I plan to make a loaf of bread this weekend just because of the butter.

Updating the kitchen

Josh and I finally unloaded the trunkload of bridal shower presents we received, and it made this huge stack on the dining table, so I set off on a kitchen cleaning spree (only got to half the kitchen, calm down) so I could rearrange the counter items and make room for the new food processor and toaster oven. I has been over a year since I had a toaster oven, as we chucked the crappy one we had for four years because it had the dumbest crumb tray (it swung out from the bottom on a hinge!) in history, and we didn't want to have a possibility of bringing roaches from our old apartment to our nice new one.

After much tidying up, here is our right-hand kitchen counter. I love that we have real counters and I no longer have to stack the toaster on the microwave like we did in the Park Slump apartment. I used the toaster to make broiled figs with fennel seeds and wrapped in prosciutto appetizer (see here for unedited fig photo), and the food processor had its maiden voyage when I made my turkey meatloaf. By the way, the 14-cup Cuisinart classic food processor is HEAVY. And the Boos cutting board from Annette and Mark was involved in the making of all of today's edible delights. It is a fantastic cutting board, the stuff of dreams, and I like to think that it makes me a better cook.

My least favorite episode of "Say Yes to the Dress"

I watch "Say Yes to the Dress" on TLC, which features the Kleinfeld, the salon with the biggest selection of gowns in NYC, even after finding my wedding dress. My dress didn't come from Kleinfeld, although I did have an appointment there. The show makes it seem like the consultants and managers will be your buddy and lower prices if you make a sad face, but when I went, I found out that dress prices start at $2000, and they push you to purchase way before you need. My knot.com calendar was telling me I had until March/April to purchase a dress for a late November wedding. My consultant was pushing me to purchase the first week of January, saying that I was already late.

Perhaps that's the way Kleinfeld works, as so many of the post-purchase brides they show at first fitting talk about how they're not sure if they remember their dress, and worry whether they'll still like it, because it's been A YEAR since they saw their dress. I bought my dress elsewhere for less than $1000, and it has attributes that would sell for over $3000 at Kleinfeld. It's so ridiculous how some brides on the show want a ballgown but want to stick to a $2000 budget. One particular bride was told that if she wanted a ballgown, she'd have to up her budget, but she could've found one at a less ritzy salon easily.

My least favorite episode of "Say Yes to the Dress" is titled "The Art of Negotiation," where one bride, Melanie, bought a dress a year earlier, but cancelled it because she had second thoughts. For once, I took Kleinfeld's side. Melanie wound up choosing the same dress she purchased in the first place! Why didn't she come back to the salon and try the dress on again before cancelling the order and losing the 50% deposit she already paid? It turns out the dress increased in price from $5000 to $6300 since she first purchased it, and Melanie and her mom are outraged. They complain that they should've been told that the price would increase when Melanie called to cancel the order, that Melanie cancelled the order the way they told her she should. How was the store supposed to know that Melanie would come back and want the same dress again (crazy bride, anyone?) and that the price would actually increase? In the end, the store didn't want to lose the sale, so they discounted the dress down to $5000 and gave her a free veil worth a couple hundred bucks. But ha ha, Melanie pretty much paid $7500 for the dress because of the deposit she spent on the first dress.

A wedding in Flushing

Josh and I attended our friends' wedding last night out in Flushing. The traffic was horrendous. A trip that should've taken only half an hour took an hour and a half. Josh kept saying that we were going to miss the ceremony, but we got there just in time to see the bridal party lining up.... from behind. As they departed, I realized that I should take some pics because there was no one else with this perspective of the bride and her father.

It was my first traditional Chinese wedding banquet for someone NOT related to me, and it was a lot of fun. I loved the ways they incorporated modern ideas, and it was so cool that their dog was allowed to walk around the ballroom during the reception. I do think that our waitperson was looking down her nose at us for not eating all the very traditional dishes. Hey, I did my part, eating double portions of jellyfish and shrimp in Japanese mayonnaise, but I draw the line at abalone.

The bride did stop by our table quite often and when she took a picture with us, she said, "You're neeext!!" and also shared the tip not to let the small projects slip by the wayside, or it will bite you in the butt closer to the wedding. I think I'd better get started on knitting Josh's yarmulke.