Showing posts with label pasta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pasta. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2008

I sometimes feel domestic.

And so the item of the day is really fantastic. I'm annoyed that I can't find it online with all the pasta attachments because hey, fresh pasta kicks boxed pastas butt. I know. I used to run a fresh pasta retail/wholesale shop. It was awesome. I'd eat pasta every day for lunch and because I was running around like a crazy person all the time I stayed WICKED skinny! Working there I was the skinniest I had been since before I was a teenager. Eek. At 13 I weighed 130, by 17/18 I was 110. Man I miss those days. Here I am just about 20 back up to 125. Jonathan says he likes me better than when I was skinny when we first met. Thanks love.... I prefer not being heavier thanks. Anyway, things that I want that can make pasta among other amazing things.
::Angels sing:: The Kitchenaid Mixer! Available just about everywhere for between $200 and $600 depending on the model you get! The one I registered for is the $300 model, but if I can find it at maybe Bed Bath and Beyond with the pasta attachments I'll snatch it off my Target Registry in a split second man.... Oh, if you want a direct link, click on the title of the post. ;) Not to my registry... just to the mixer at Target. Silly people, I'd never give you my registry info, you might be able to find my address and send me killing things in the mail :(

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Tomorrow is my last day at the surf shop!

Finally. After working in the godforsaken surf shop, which sadly morphed into a mainstream surf & sport ::gag::, for nearly a year I am finally escaping! You see, I worked in a pasta shop for three years (Yes, I made pasta from scratch and sold it wholesale and retail. It was really quite cool.) and the owner and I became good friends. I was his only employee for the last year of the business, so he had no choice to either be my friend or drive himself insane. Anyway, he sold the business and went to work for a good friend of his. I didn't have any desire to continue with pasta and work under the new ownership, so my boss got me a job working for his friend. Sadly, his friend's partner in the biz was a monster to his employees. I stayed out of goodwill to my former boss who went out on a limb for me. And now I have a decent excuse to leave. Classes start the second of September and my schedule is far too conflicting to work. ;) So, today I offer you this:
A book. Called "The Best Dance Moves In The World... Ever!" Available here: http://fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=3856&cat=244# for $16.95. I offer you this because when you're running away from Hell and you have none of the damned chasing after flesh, you need to do a little victory dance. With the help of this book, your dance of triumph will without a doubt be stylin'! Dance party!