Hungry Times Two

We're negligent bloggers, but we have good excuses -- I swear. I won't go into them because they're not that exciting - well, house buying is pretty big, but it's also incredibly tear-your-hair-out, cry-a-little-and-curse-a-lot stressful. Thankfully we're drinking away our stress. That's healthy, right? Sure. Last weekend we did a fun brews cruise by bike with our friends, a roughly 15-mile tour from south Charlotte to NoDa, just east of Uptown. We hit up Olde Mecklenburg, Triple C, Noda Brewing and Birdsong. My fave is NoDa , as you can nibble dishes from the food trucks conveniently parked in their lot, and they have a nice casual slab out behind their tasting room with nice benches to congregate and chill. On Saturday, we hit up the NC Brewers and Music Festiva l near Huntersville,  with friends. The tickets get you several hours of unlimited tastings from breweries across North Carolina and a select number of out-of-state visitors. Scott was amused t...

It's Friday. Let's make this short, sweet and fantastic. Yesterday I posted about my new-found love of eggs. Then last night I read in Barbara Kingsolver's Animal Vegetable Miracle (rereading it, as I now have a vaguely deeper understanding of how damn hard it is to grow your own food) about her family's favorite Eggs in a Nest dish. And what's in my email this morning? A friend sharing Eggs in Purgatory , which looks like something we need to cook NOW. I love it. File this under "Well, that was something": Last weekend while visiting good high school friends in the Raleigh area, we stumbled upon this at Harris Teeter: Gjetost, a cube of brown Norwegian cheese. A quick Google search indicated it's commonly called "fudge cheese," something the Norwegians like to fuel up on before they hit the slopes. Somehow I thought I'd be ok with that. My friends liked it; I thought it tasted like caramelized Play-doh. Next up: I need to fin...