Thursday Night Bar Binge Recaps of our Wedding
There are few things that make me happier than hanging out with a group of friends who attended our wedding and hearing superlatives like "best" and "most" tossed around so freely. I don't think I'll ever stop loving how much fun folks had at our 'lil beach party. The hilarious stories ("...when they were naked in the fish pond"), the raucousness ("which night of drinking games was that?"), the injuries (two people now carry around actual scars from our wedding), the requests for more (we're already on notice for needing to recreate the beach house party scene for our first anniversary)... Just so much happy goodness.
I've been obsessed with blood oranges this week. First, look at these things... I challenge you to name a more beautiful fruit. The color is amazing to me. I love squirting a wedge of blood orange into a glass of seltzer and seeing that dark purple juice come out and tinge the drink pink. I love the taste - not as bright as your typical orange, somehow murkier and more mysterious. I love the difference between a blood orange in my Old Fashioned versus a regular orange. I should branch out with my cocktails and start making blood orange mimosas or margaritas. Not to mention Grilled Oysters with Blood Orange and Ginger, Fregola and Blood Orange Salad with Arugula, and Blood Orange Crostini with Blood Orange and Black Pepper Marmalade.Yum! (PS: Have I mentioned one of my favorite shower goodies is also blood orange-themed?)
The first thing that T and I ever agreed upon was music. Through all our feisty debating and ill-concealed "contemp or chemistry?" moments in the beginning, music was the one thing that didn't need any hemming and hawing. An early conversation about songs that captured our level of commitment phobia included Colin Hay's acoustic version of "Overkill," a song that was awesome in the early '80s but is outright beautiful when you take away the '80s beats and the rest of the Men at Work. We're going to see Colin Hay at the Granada on Sunday night, and I'm having a full-circle moment with this song in advance. In honor of TGIF, here's a flashy '80s video of "Overkill." And in honor of Sunday, let me just say that I love how well I sleep these days, and how faraway those ghosts Mr. Hay sings about are now.
Happy Fall weekend, everyone!