guys, no need to worry about us any more. we found a cheeseburger place. ole's. it's fairly new and it's just in the neighboring town. and it's, you know, not terrible. so between that and the snakebite 35 min.s down the road, we'll be ok.
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hallelujah
guys, no need to worry about us any more. we found a cheeseburger place. ole's. it's fairly new and it's just in the neighboring town. and it's, you know, not terrible. so between that and the snakebite 35 min.s down the road, we'll be ok. a picture speaks a thousand words
a picture is worth a thousand words, but i only got 3 pictures from my trip to salt lake, and they actually don't cover all the details. here are the rest of the details:
driving to salt lake where i met with my mom and sister.
eating in-n-out, double double animal style. so delicious.
shopping at nice stores, big stores, and old stores.
celebrating the marriage of these lovely people,
and reminiscing with them about that funny robe party we had. those pictures are priceless.
midway, utah where the trees are pretty and the pizza is good.
spotting elder oaks and elder nelson and being totally cool about it.
missing robert who stayed home to work.
chocolates, pastries, cake.
parking ticket.
the weekend
a burger at chez brown. this one has blue cheese, sauteed mushrooms, and grilled red onion.
drive-in theatre. cowboys and aliens (the cowboys won), and larry crowne with an 'e'.
and opening ceremonies for the international dance festival.how to make a homemade hamburger
First: Decide what to make.
I put a menu together of Robert's favorites from the burger joints in DC. He chose Spike's Sunnyside from Good Stuff Eatery. He also chose skin-on fries and a seasonal fruit shake. (I let Robert chose everything since this is an extension of his birthday celebrations.)
Bacon, eggs, cheese... I had everything except the Good Stuff Sauce. So I just thought I'd ask:
And what do you know, they responded promptly with a recipe! (I blurred the actual recipe so that Good Stuff and I can stay on good terms.)
Dinner last night was good. Especially after we had to give talks in church. Bleh.
grading scale
A: the doughnuts are good. on robert's birthday, they're even better.
B: this might possibly be the best burger in town. which is pretty sad. it's from the university's new cafeteria.
C: the new water park in rexburg is fun, that is, if you like that the water slide rips your swimsuit and that a million little kids keep bumping into you. Our favorite thing to do
Shake Shack!
Shake Shack on a different day!
Levain Bakery's giant delicious cookies!
Jenn was right, the best part about new york city is the food.
But you already knew that
-Laura
Shake Shack on a different day!
Levain Bakery's giant delicious cookies!
Jenn was right, the best part about new york city is the food.
But you already knew that
-Laura
NYC food trucks
Before arriving at Laura's cousin's apartment, Laura's cousin, Jenn, gave us one very serious commandment and it went something like, "Thou shalt eat at as many food trucks as possible and tell me which ones are the best. Thou shalt especially eat at the Korean taco place, and the Big Gay Ice Cream Truck, for I hath heard good things about them."
It just so happens that we walked past a food truck food tasting event in our first morning, and it just so happened to include all those places.
That is a beef, salsa, cheese and kim chi taco.
A steak burger.
A random art show (we're in Greenwich Village).
Indian rolls.
Ice cream cone from The Big Gay Ice Cream Truck. (Though, I think the ice cream was gender and orientation neutral. I mean, it didn't taste gay.)
For dinner we went to S'mac, a mac and cheese restaurant that we went to last time we visited.
We had desert at a milk bar which is almost exactly what it sounds like plus cookies. I had an ice cream cone flavored like the leftover milk from a cereal bowl. Laura had a cookie made from scraps of other desserts, and they were both surprisingly good.
It just so happens that we walked past a food truck food tasting event in our first morning, and it just so happened to include all those places.
That is a beef, salsa, cheese and kim chi taco.
A steak burger.
A random art show (we're in Greenwich Village).
Indian rolls.
Ice cream cone from The Big Gay Ice Cream Truck. (Though, I think the ice cream was gender and orientation neutral. I mean, it didn't taste gay.)
For dinner we went to S'mac, a mac and cheese restaurant that we went to last time we visited.
We had desert at a milk bar which is almost exactly what it sounds like plus cookies. I had an ice cream cone flavored like the leftover milk from a cereal bowl. Laura had a cookie made from scraps of other desserts, and they were both surprisingly good.
Graduation Pictures 1
On Saturday night I had my small graduation ceremony (the one with just my college, and not the whole university).
Everyone from the Columbian College of Arts and Sciences got buff and blue hoods (for a while GWU was just the Columbian College so we're the only college within the university who gets the school colors on our hoods), and the English department got white collars. I'm pretty sure our color combination was the classiest.
Laura took her picture of me receiving my diploma at the same exact millisecond the official photographer took his picture, with flash.
Where's Waldo?
This is George Washington's 2011 baker's half dozen of graduating English grad students (all master's students, no Ph.D.s).
Emily and Laura were strong and loyal enough to sit through the ceremony's grueling inertia.
Afterwards we celebrated correctly with a trip to Ray's Hell Burger. When I walked in two little kids said very loudly, "Hey look, a pirate!". The lady in the background in this picture seems to be thinking the same thing.
Everyone from the Columbian College of Arts and Sciences got buff and blue hoods (for a while GWU was just the Columbian College so we're the only college within the university who gets the school colors on our hoods), and the English department got white collars. I'm pretty sure our color combination was the classiest.
Laura took her picture of me receiving my diploma at the same exact millisecond the official photographer took his picture, with flash.
Where's Waldo?
This is George Washington's 2011 baker's half dozen of graduating English grad students (all master's students, no Ph.D.s).
Emily and Laura were strong and loyal enough to sit through the ceremony's grueling inertia.
Afterwards we celebrated correctly with a trip to Ray's Hell Burger. When I walked in two little kids said very loudly, "Hey look, a pirate!". The lady in the background in this picture seems to be thinking the same thing.
University of Michigan
We stopped in Ann Arbor with my cousins (both U of M alums) on the way to my Harbor Springs, MI.
We went to Blimpy's Cheeseburgers. This one has four really thin paddies, bleu cheese, two eggs, bacon, fried onions and peppers. Jess ordered fried broccoli. I look forward to a stroke/heart attack in the near future.
Jess and me at the U of M art museum
The law library has stain glass crests of other schools, but while we were looking for GW's crest the iPod in my pocket randomly started playing music. Regina Spektor. I left swiftly.
Go Blue!
We went to Blimpy's Cheeseburgers. This one has four really thin paddies, bleu cheese, two eggs, bacon, fried onions and peppers. Jess ordered fried broccoli. I look forward to a stroke/heart attack in the near future.
Jess and me at the U of M art museum
The law library has stain glass crests of other schools, but while we were looking for GW's crest the iPod in my pocket randomly started playing music. Regina Spektor. I left swiftly.
Go Blue!
it's vamlumtimes!
tech-no-logical ro-mance. remember that?
happy february
so, the anthropologie people are coming out with a wedding line this month, called beholden. if all goes well they'll open a shop this fall, and i bet it will be within driving distance from me, or maybe chicago.
a friend from robert's childhood has a website called we go together like, and this one particularly describes robert and me:
so good together.
dc by bicycle
we borrowed bikes and took the town. robert is pretty stoked about sharing bikes, and so am I, since my blue bike has grown a little rust here and there.
we rode along the Potomac
and we saw planes flying away
we crossed the bridge to DC and said hello to Thomas Jefferson
we checked ourselves out by the national art gellery
and waved to the capitol
our bikes waited while we shared a cheeseburger
we checked out what's going on in our local hometowns. (one current newspaper from each state is always on display outside the Newseum. the Oregon newspaper is the Statesman Journal, the paper from my hometown, Salem)
and then we sighed like lovers do as we said goodnight to the washington monument
and goodnight to Thomas Jefferson. and goodnight to DC.
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