This is dedicated to, ….oh, what’s his face.

They helped me cultivate my love for fine Indian take away, aged wine, Irish cheeses, and a circumcised penis.

Good Night,
GBJ

Um, correct me if i am wrong, but this idiot called the cops on her man, Chris Brown, citing threats and battery charges. And then she gets back together with him? I believe that people in the spotlight…especially young women, should have a voice against domestic violence and what not. Am I wrong? This to me is unfortunate, and while I always thought that her music sucked anyways, now I just think she is a sorry, loser, asshole.

oh well, one down, a million others to disappoint.

I’m over it. Go find that shit somewhere else.

gbj

This past weekend I was in the mood for brunch…on Saturday.  I had heard that Lambert’s BBQ did a fine Saturday brunch, so the bf and I weaved our way through the Austin Farmer’s Market to Lambert’s Downtown Fancy BBQ.  Seems they decided to change things up a bit and offer brunch on Sunday only.  It’s a good thing.

After reading about Lambert’s phenom 26 year old chef, Larry McGuire, we decided to try his latest venture across the street, LaCondesa.  First of all, the decor took me to some fancy mediterranean far off island of Greece.  It was beautiful and soothing and amazing.  The table at the front of the restaurant boasted an assortment of homemade breads and sweet rolls, accompanied by bowls of butter, mexican crema, and an orange and vanilla infused marmalade.  All delicious.  Apparently they like to infuse things.

For brunch I had a BLT, as did my bf.  They came stacked on grilled sourdough and accompanied by a spring salad mix.  Good, but the main highlight of this trip was the drinks.  After all, you can’t do brunch and not imbibe.  Normally, except for that one bottomless mimosa adventure, I would limit myself to a drink.  This time, I had two.  And if you keep reading, you will understand why…

I had:

ALMA BLANCA habanero-infused chinaco blanco
ginger essence, aloe vera-lemongrass syrup, pineapple juice,
fresh corn, hoja de hierba santa, hibiscus-rose-infused salt rim

EL CUBICO whole leaf tobacco-infused sauza hornitos
reposado, navan vanilla liqueur, lemon, grilled pineapple juice,
mezcal essence, volcanic-saffron-infused salt rim

For real, in the latter concoction, they grilled my pineapple juice before putting it in my drink.  Fucking genius!  The Alma Blanca was exactly what I look for in a bloody mary, but it was a little sweet…with a major kick from the habanero infused chinaco blanco (tequila).  And while the other, a tobacco infused tequila, may sound a little odd, it was delicious, exotic, and quit powerful as well.  A divine creation.  And no, it did not taste like  a parliament light.

I suggest a visit to Lambert’s, LaCondesa, and two of McGuire’s upcoming ventures…Perla (opens in April) and the bar above LaCondesa, Malverde.

Good job, lads.

Eat, drink, and be merrier.

GBJ

So, the owner of our house is putting it on the market for financial reasons. I think this is total bananas considering the market, but this dude never struck me as brilliant by any means…anywhooo, in order to prepare the house for selling, he is doing some cosmetic work. For the duration of our time here on the east side, he has always had the wackest people do work for him. This time, he is having the driveway widened. The brother he had out there working had a wheel barrow (sp?) but no car. And, no teeth…well, he had two…albeit they were indeed gold.  I had to go out and investigate.   Being true to my nosey-ass self, I gotta ask everyone a zillion questions so I know all about them as soon as I meet them. So I did. I asked him if he did contract work for a living, he replied…”I do lots of thangs, I guess you could say that I am just a trick of all trades”.

That was the most fabulous thing I had heard all day.

and p.s, he is not a trick at cleaning up his mess.

GBJ…sick w/ strep throat, but sippin on that syzzurp.

and everyone wants to blame the Mexican Drug Cartel…um, folks…i hate to say it, but the fuckin Cartel receives the majority of their income, albeit illegal, from WEED.  DIRT WEED none-the-less,  you god damned idiots. Uh, really? Decapitation…for weed? Personally, I don’t think that’s necessary.

does someone clean your house for you?  do your lawn?

think about it kids…and while you’re at it…go ahead and ponder the fucking border patrol.

suck it, assholes.

GBJ

My boyfriend and I…which by the way, he is the biggest basketball fan in all the world…went to dinner. We went to a tex-mex joint in Austin that I kindly refer to as, the daycare. I don’t know why, but this place is always nuts packed with kids. Anywhoo, my bf has this device called the TV B Gone. It is some sort of a laser and it has the fabulous ability to turn random televisions on and off. See if you can catch my drift. Santa Rita, Austin, Texas…Friday night, packed. Basketball playoffs, UT vs Baylor. Fourth Quarter, UT 72, Baylor 74, 23 seconds left in the game…and the tv turned off. I wish you guys could have seen it. Chaos. Beautiful, burnt orange chaos!

i had a hell of a week…good luck…

For real, guys. Today it was drizzling, dark and cloudy on my way home from work. I turned on the radio for the weather forecast, and low and behold, there were like 20 accidents in town…Ok, so, Texans (along w/ women, asians, and drunks) are known for our inability to drive…so how come, whenever the weather gets shitty out, we still feel the urge to one up each other?  Come on kids…catch a fuckin drift!

Thank you, and good night.

GBJ

I worked very hard yesterday. I needed something to write about so I decided to get my lazy ass off the couch and hit the pavement.
If you happen to be headed to the ATX for some SXSW fun, these two precious locations should be high on your TDL. (to do list, duh)
The afternoon started off at Nomad. The Nomad won the Austin Chronicles “Best of”…poll, for the best neighborhood/dive bar. While it is indeed a neighborhood bar, it’s a far cry from a dive. (i cant find the link icon, but you can find them at, www.nomadbar.com). Anywhoo, they have a catered brunch every Sunday from 11a-2p. There is no kitchen at the bar, so the brunch is catered by a company called The Traveling Bistro. The brunch menu changes weekly and is a phenomenal accompaniment to the $10 bottomless mimosas! They also host a full bar, but the mimosas are where it’s at. The buffet costs $13 for an all you can eat. On the menu this week was banana nut belgium waffles, hash browns w/ cheese, quiche, sausage links, biscuits w/ sausage gravy, fresh fruit with mascarpone cheese, a cesar salad, and an assortment of pastries. Whew. We stayed for about an hour and a half. After several trips to the bar for a mimosa refill, and a full belly, we decided it was time to continue our day.

Next, we headed to The Blanton. The latest art museum on The University of Texas campus. The current showing is”The Birth of the Cool”.  A show dedicated to music, art, design and culture of the Californian mid-century modern era. There were listening stations where Miles Davis and Ray Charles piped through personal headphones, original pieces of modern art, and a collection of Eames furniture and photographs. It was delightful.

The best part of the museum?  The mimosas I had at Nomad! 

Come to Austin.  Don’t move here…just visit!

GBJ