15 February 2011

A whole lot of Falafel


Tonight I experienced my very first Falafel. If you're unsure of what a Falafel is you can always google it, but its pretty much a pita filled with fried chickpea balls and then topped with a variety of whatever else you think you might enjoy. For example: fried turnips (hot pink in color), salsa, cucumbers, tomatoes, humus, garlic hummus, fried onions, yogurt, eggplant, coleslaw, peppers, lettuce, guacamole, and other things I can't identify.
The first step to creating your Falafel is to "Squeeze your balls," meaning, squeeze the Falafels balls inside of the pita taco thing so the chick peas spread. Second step - fill your Falafel full.
I tried to put most everything on mine...
When we had our Falafels and were ready to chow down we had no place to sit.
We had to set all of our falafels and cones filled with fries down on a napkin covered table in order to arrange random chairs into one spot. My Falafel was constantly falling apart so that I had to continually scoop everything back in with my hands. The place didn't have any silverware so manners went out the window. We finally got to sit and eat.
Falafels aren't bad, but they aren't good either.

07 February 2011

friends are welcome here


Baum de baum came to visit AGAIN! how luck is that?!
She was welcomed by creatures and children - two of her loves.
It was a fun filled weekend from beginning to end. We went to
Bus Boys and Poets for some DC culture as soon as she arrived. We ate 7-11 donuts
at 2 in the morning for a late night snack. We slept in and went shopping, played with
baby will, hung with my dad, at oriental food, tried to go bowling, played chess, played
spoons, tried playing would you rather, took a midnight road trip, and then slept again.
Woo!
It's always fun having friends.
For a peak at the trip you can visit our joint blog:
Now it's back to the boring of the week.

04 February 2011

Looking Up

The past two days didn't need coats or scarves or hats or gloves.
It's really got me looking forward to laying in some grass and soaking in
a brighter sky, possibly in my sleeping bag.