Indian food for dinner

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Here is Another Thing you Need to Know About

In which hey let’s fight

Is this chili, or not? 😛 #cincinasty #skyline

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Not what I expected to be talking about

215523086_nkkr6-XL-2I just, somehow, got sucked into spending half an hour reading this brutal-ass report on everything Olive Garden is doing wrong nowadays.  Warning: it’s a 290-page PDF file.  Second warning:  it is, somehow, despite being full of investorspeak and MBAtalk, startlingly compelling.

And, again, brutal.  Whoever was responsible for putting this together pretty much thinks that everyone who works for or at Olive Garden, or any other restaurant owned by Darden, sucks, as well as all upper management and most of their investors.  And he pulls no punches at all, ever.  What can I say; I love invective in basically all its forms, and this is some great hate going on here.

The funny thing is, while I don’t have any real animus against Olive Garden, I don’t particularly like the place either.  We eat there… yearly?  Twice yearly, maybe?  I’m a fan of Red Lobster, which at least used to be owned by the same people, but doesn’t seem to be anymore, and I don’t think I’ve ever entered a Longhorn Steakhouse.  So it wouldn’t be any real skin off my back if Olive Garden went under.  I know some people who might be upset, I suppose.  I’m not one of them.

I might miss the Penny Arcade comics, I guess.

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Birfday!

T-minus an hour and fifteen minutes to relatives and toddlers, and I’m getting hangry. Will. Not. Touch. Cupcakes.

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Breakfast of champions

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Turns out you can cold-brew Thai iced tea!

Schadenfreude pie

More details later. Not my recipe.

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EDIT:  The details, including an explanation of the name, can be found here, a link that’s worth clicking on and reading through even if you don’t intend to make the pie.  The short version:  Dark corn syrup, brown sugar, molasses, kahlua, chocolate chips, eggs, cinnamon, butter, and pre-made graham cracker crust.  Eat a very small slice at a time (oh my god so richpreferably warm and with a large glass of milk.

Delicious.  But I’m totally diabetic now.

PS:  It’s called schadenfreude pie, remember.  I will be enjoying a piece during Game of Thrones tonight.  😉

 

I warned you, I did

soccer_fail-s600x400-42760So here’s a thing about soccer.  I just finished watching the Switzerland-Ecuador match, right?  Something happened in that game that apparently almost never happens in soccer: the game was won, excitingly, in the final few seconds, with Switzerland scoring the winning goal with maybe ten seconds of extra time or extended time or furthermore time or whatever the hell they call it left.

Now, the way the World Cup works (warning: I’m gonna get details wrong; it’s inevitable) is that your team gets points based on how you do in each of the group matches, and then the teams with the most points in each group move on to what I think is a standard elimination-style tournament.  Or something.  Point is, you get points for how you perform in a game– you win, you get three, you tie, you each get a point, and if you lose you get no points.

With about three minutes left in the game, the announcers gave up.  And they clearly expected both of the teams to just stop playing, because there were three minutes left and, hell, you can’t score in three minutes in soccer.  It was being treated as a foregone conclusion that the game was just going to be a tie and that not only was there nothing that either team could do about it, it was portrayed as genuinely surprising that either team even would want to.   They’ve got their point for their tie; what’s the point of trying to win?

Then Ecuador got off a decent shot at goal that didn’t end up scoring, to which the announcers reacted with clear surprise.  And then Switzerland actually scored, winning the game, and it was almost like they’d done something impertinent by daring to actually play to win when there was just a little bit of time left and clearly the game was supposed to end in a tie.

Can you imagine this happening in football or basketball?  Three minutes is an eternity in a close basketball game; there could be half-a-dozen lead changes left in a close game in that amount of time, and while I’ve certainly seen any number of football teams take a knee in the last few seconds to end the game, the idea that you’d give up with more than a few seconds left is ridiculous.  If there were two or three points separating the teams, okay.  Soccer’s low-scoring; you’re not going to overcome a three point deficit in three minutes without some miraculous play.  But a tie game?  

Get it together, soccer.  This is the fuckin’ World Cup; play like you wanna be there.  And the announcers shouldn’t be playing into this nonsense.

I’m watching France play Honduras right now; I’m going to have to miss a chunk of this game as I have a pie to make before we go over to my sister-in-law’s for Father’s Day celebrations.  Yes, I’m making pie.

Which means I’m baking.

It will go poorly.  Be excited!