Beergaritas and More…
Brace yourselves. I’m about to do it. I’m…I’m about to…quote…
Got a fire in your brain, feel like going insane–and you’re thinking of drinking gasoline
Phew. That wasn’t so bad. It’s just Rent.
Silence is golden, isn’t it? Except when it SUCKS. Even if you’ve asked for it personally. Still staring at the phone, waiting for the silence to be broken–half dreading, half wanting. However, last night I slept for the first time in five days. The past week has averaged at about 45 min-1hr of sleep each night, and my body was taking a serious hit. But finally–last night, I got a few hours. So, even if I end up sleepless and tossing and turning again, and sobbing to songs like We Are Young and Somewhere Over the Rainbow, I’ll at least have those few hours. I feel like I’ve regained some amount of sanity. Questions still swirling, though–primarily, “So…dude…what happened on Friday that prompted Facebook antics that put me back several days on the healing journey?” But you know, this isn’t a callout. It’s a blog post. About food!
BEERGARITAS. What? Anna, you really have lost your mind, haven’t you? No. Well yes. But no. See, CDR makes a killer margarita. A seriously delicious margarita. And the recipe, which is kind of like an all-purpose mix drink recipe, follows. On Sunday, he had planned to make margaritas for us at Miriam’s house–but we didn’t have any sweetener. CDR thought on his feet and found a honey-beer in the fridge. It was sweet and citrusy enough, so he used it in place of triple sec. The result? Sorry, CDR–not the best you’ve ever made. But it actually wasn’t by any means terrible. Totally passable. And foodies, totes worth a shot. But the all-purpose drink recipe is as follows:
3 parts liquor (tequila), 2 parts mixer (lime juice), and 1 part sweetener (triple sec). If you were making something else, like a Cosmo for instance, it would be vodka, cranberry, and Rose’s lime–respectively.
Yesterday, I went to Trader Joe’s to load the house up with some healthy food to keep me and my taste-buds happy for a few days. I came across a grain mixture (cous cous, orzo, quinoa, and baby garbanzo beans) and I thought I would make a nice salad for lunch/early dinner (rehearsal schedules have our eating habits all effed up). I followed the directions on the bag and in about ten minutes, the grains were done. Chopped up some basil, parsley, tomatoes, bell pepper, avocado, and tossed in some orange slices. I dressed it with lemon juice, a touch of balsamic, and olive oil. Salt and pepper to taste. Garnish with some shredded cheese (we used cheddar–parm would be great too).
So, I keep breathing. And keep cooking. I’ll admit, I’m not going to stop staring at my phone for a while–but today, I feel stronger (maybe because I slept).
Listen as your day unfolds, challenge what the future holds. Try and keep your head up to the sky. Lovers they may cause you tears, go ahead–release your fears. Stand up and be counted, don’t be ashamed to cry. You gotta be, you gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser. You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger. You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together. All I know, all I know…love will save the day.
…I’m glad you came.