I don't know about you guys but I am savoring every last morsel of this summer and if that means ice cream cones in the middle of the afternoon, well I'm game. This was a busy week at work. Lots of breaking news and working several different stories each day. Sometimes that means grabbing a normal dinner can be tough so when our story happens to bring us in front of say the Tower Grove Creamery on South Grand...then a sprinkle ice cream cone is going to happen.
I actually like when work is super busy sometimes. It reminds me why I fell in love with this busy crazy business. I also loved that we were able to tell a story this week that helped a family. A St. Charles woman has been struggling with flooding problems for years and we helped get her in touch with the right people. A message this morning that city workers were out in her yard was enough to start my weekend off right. Catch the story here.
The other things making me smile this week were discovering a new band (that will be at LouFest next month!), a mid-week brunch and home brewed cold brew. Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
-So I have this problem with St. Louis that in reality is the best problem to have - there are too many yummy places to eat. When I lived in Knoxville there were some amazing restaurants but after a while I was very tired of my options (of course since I've left the Knoxville food scene has exploded, every one should visit BTW). Coming home to St. Louis I was so excited to try the plethora of restaurants that had opened since I left. But of course that was while also getting my fill of life-long favorites.
Basically my weekly dilemma becomes, how do I fit in all my favorite spots while also checking off my (ever growing) list of new places? (While also trying to keep my wallet and waistline in check?) That's why it's taken me nearly a year to get over to Byrd and Barrel. But the wait was worth it. This was some solid fried chicken
I already knew I loved the space (obsessed with idea of rehabbing vacant buildings) and had an idea of exactly what we were going to order: chicken, mac n cheese and the poutine. The space was better than imagined, I love love love the re-use of the old Popeyes, the bar was beautiful. Only complaint was the stools at the counter (not bar) were horribly uncomfortable. Thankfully we we're able to snag bar seats when a couple left. We naturally chose to eat fried chicken while it was 100 degrees outside but that didn't stop our eyes from devouring that menu. I wanted so many things. We settled on the pre-planned order but of course had to add on biscuits. Knoxville taught me I can never pass up a biscuit.
Let's first talk about that poutine. Byrd and Barrel's version is tator tot-esque potato ball compared to your usual fries, and that gravy was so delicious. I wanted to smother it on every thing else we ate. Gravy plus tator tots plus cheese curds plus chicken? I mean what more could you want? Well you could want the cheddar biscuit which I will say happily reminded me of a more upscale Red Lobster biscuit. (Don't judge, I freaking love cheddar biscuits.) And then you could want to follow that with more guilty pleasure goodness. Cheesy mac-n-cheese and that chicken. We got the two piece and could barely finish half of it. It's peppery and crispy, the perfect kick of heat. Granted in 100 degrees we were slightly regretting our glutinous lunch choice.
But there we go, I have checked off another on the list. Thanks to the drive-through though it may become one my list of rotating favorites...
The last week and a half have essentially been a birthday bonanza. First, it was my birthday and then today is my mom's! So we have done nothing but celebrate the last two weekends and it has been so incredible to cherish this time with the people we love. Flowers, chocolate and good friends are the key to making a girl feel loved.
I don't know about you but I celebrate over several days. To ring in 28, we had drinks at Taste, dinner at Reeds, brunch at Retreat Gastropub (go there, ASAP) and then it all culminated with a party at Urban Chestnut. Drinking beers, eating poutine and ending it all with the most beautiful cake from La Patisserie Chouquette.
But the fun continued into this past weekend as we celebrated my beautiful mother's 60th birthday. Our 60s themed surprise party went perfectly (despite torrential downpours and flipping the breaker when we tried to turn the AC down to fast). Mom was surprised and everyone was well fed. I've personally been eating leftovers for dayyyys. That's so typical right? You feel you won't have enough food for guests and then boom, you have so much left over. But who's going to complain about left over cake! We got ours at Sugarbot Sweet Shop in St. Charles.
To end the birthday bash month with a bang it was none other than Paul McCartney at Busch Stadium. It was such a fantastic show. That man can perform! I saw him three years ago at Bonnaroo and it was one of the most magical concert experiences of my life. This time it was so fun to share the experience with my mom and her best friend (who actually saw the Beatles at Busch Stadium when she was 16!) When Sir Paul came out and sang 'Birthday', well the joy on my mom's face said it all. I think 28 and 60 are off to a pretty epic start.
How on earth is it already August and how on earth am I going to be 28 tomorrow! I feel like it was just my birthday and I was sipping a cappuccino in Paris. Needless to say this year (and hello this summer!) has flown by,
I came home from Cape Cod on Monday (more on that idyllic place later) to a bag full of vegetables from my mom's garden. Now if you recall mom and I planted our first attempt at a garden last year and had a pretty successful thing going. This year...not so much. I have no idea if it was all the rain we've had or the crazy heat wave but nothing is growing like last year. Our squash took over and basically killed the green beans and peppers. But we are starting to get more tomatoes and THAT is my favorite part and the whole reason I wanted a garden. There's nothing like popping a cherry tomato straight from the vine into your mouth. Summer perfection.
So after dipping every clam and lobster into a bowl of butter this weekend I wanted to make something light with the produce from the garden. Zoodle time! The one thing also doing extremely well in the garden are the herbs, so pesto was the plan. I love using walnuts in my pesto because they are so much cheaper than pine nuts (like why are those things so expensive?) and at Whole Foods you can get just enough for a recipe in their bulk section.
I freaking love pesto but one thing I haven't quite figured out is how to keep it that super vibrant green color? I feel like it dulls up when I zip it in the food processor? Anyone have tips for that?
But mastering a perfectly green pesto seems like the perfect thing for a 28 year old to do! I always get super reflective on birthdays (and New Years.) First I just think it's a good thing to take a look back and see what you've accomplished in the last year. It's also a chance to look ahead and think about what exactly you want the next year to bring. We can't control everything but there are things we can do every day to help accomplish those goals. Even if we're not entirely sure what those goals are... Right now my goals revolve around the kitchen (that pesto I just mentioned, learn to poach an egg, make a batch of cookies by scratch without a recipe), my job (build better relationships with people I work with, tell more stories that impact our community, take a photography class) and my friends/family (start sending more handwritten notes, learn to accept and love people's flaws, take time to get coffee with friends I rarely see). There's so many more but I'll keep it there for now, here's to making 28 the best year yet!
And I hope that involves eating more of these zoodles! Enjoy!
walnut pesto zucchini noodles
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