Showing posts with label Caleb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Caleb. Show all posts

Monday, June 2, 2014

vinstagram: dinosaur baby snatcher, stickers, and spoon doodles

I asked Caleb for a spoon doodle. He did not disappoint. 

Restaurant Eve family reunion! 
 Velvet Lounge on U Street. Man, I love stickers.

Chromeo at Sweetlife Festival. Totally worth all the teenyboppers, clusterfucks, and contact highs. 

Dinosaur baby snatcher!!

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Caleb: Beer went well, I drank 1/2 of one and fell asleep on the floor in front of the couch. Basically, I party hard. 

Thursday, June 28, 2012

because walking in on your parents does not sound like fun vacation times

me: How were the Florida keys?
Caleb: It was really nice, but it was a couples resort for sure.
me: oh how so?
Caleb: Everything was private and in pairs.
me: heheh remember that time you went to a couples retreat with your parents and brother?
Caleb: We rang the doorbell before entering the condo/room. EVERY TIME.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Cinnamon Toast Crunch cupcakes and the French Sweeney Todd


Cinnamon cake:
3 eggs
1/3 cup oil
¾ cup buttermilk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
¾ cup sour cream
Vanilla Cake Mix (YCoC says not white cake mix but that made no sense to me since the vanilla cake mix IS the white cake mix.)
1 ½ teaspoon cinnamon

Cinnamon Toast Crunch Buttercream:
8 oz cream cheese, softened
½ cup butter, softened
1 teaspoon vanilla
3 cups powdered sugar
2/3 cup Cinnamon Toast Crunch powder

- Preheat oven to 350 degrees in your friend's mom's wonderfully well-stocked kitchen with the crackerjack convection ovens. 
- In a large bowl (that took me three trips around the kitchen opening all the cabinet doors to find), combine the eggs, buttermilk, oil, and vanilla. Mix in sour cream. 
- Add cake mix and cinnamon and mix until smooth. Batter will be very thick and will smell of French toast. Resist the urge to eat raw cake batter (OR eat a tiny bit of cake batter). 
- Bake cupcakes for 15-18 minutes. Remove cupcakes from tin and let cool on cooling racks. 
- Buttercream: beat cream cheese and butter until fluffy. Add vanilla then powdered sugar in batches (I can not stress this "in batches" part enough unless you want a confectioner's sugar cloud in your kitchen. It wasn't even my kitchen so I was doubly careful). Adjust consistency with milk. Mix in crushed cereal. 
- Frost cupcakes and top with Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Try to watch Apocalypse Now (no longer on Netflix's instant view!) and watch most of Delicatessen instead. Suspenders, short shorts, and musical bed springs, how awesome. Cuddle with Teddy the Yorkie (who did not warm up to me until I had been there for at least two hours). 


(recipe adapted from Your Cup of Cake)

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

so super bowl sunday

 
 
 
My last name doesn't actually have that many na's. 
"draw me like one of your French girls"
 
 

Cheesy corn dip (adapted from Notions & Notations of a Novice Cook)
three cans of corn, drained
about a cup of sour cream
1 green bell pepper, 1 red bell pepper, diced
half a red onion, diced
s&p
cayenne
about a cup or two shredded pepper jack cheese
1 jalapeno, seeded and diced
2 Tbsp. butter

- preheat oven to 375. 
- melt 1 Tbsp. butter over medium heat and sauté corn until golden, set aside. Rummage through your friend's bachelor pad kitchen for a sharp knife. Give up and use the dull knife. 
- sauté onion, bell pepper, and jalapeno until translucent. Add corn, sour cream, a good amount of cheese, s&p/cayenne to taste. Try not to make disparaging remarks over the unrefrigerated marinara sauce. Fail horribly. 
- transfer to oven-safe vessel, top with remaining cheese and bake until gooey. Serve with garlic-rubbed toasted baguette slices.
- Eat all the delicious things while you "watch" the Super Bowl. Translation: eat all the delicious things while you ask annoying questions about the game of football (What IS a blitz? Is it like a blintz?), play with all the adorable children, and watch someone have an allergic reaction and refuse to make a big deal about turning beet red while his throat closes up.  
- Spend a few hours in a Centreville dive bar, watch all the local drunkards, and accidentally make googly eyes a few times. 

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Caleb: Oh man, I'm going to have five nieces. My sisters get pregnant like it's their job.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Times New Roman?! Them's fightin' words.

[via text]
Caleb: Shush
me: Nah
Caleb: Yes.
me: No.
Caleb: YES.
me: NO!
Caleb: Fine...JK, YES!!
me: This can't be construed via text but no in all caps Futura, extra bold, pt size infinity.
Caleb: How about YES, all caps, bold, pt size gazillion googolplex inifnity TIMES NEW ROMAN.

Monday, August 29, 2011

After hanging out for a couple of hours


[via text]
me: Caleb and Trav are now FB bff.
Russian Rachel: I noticed! I don't know who initiated..
me: Probs Caleb because he is creepy like that.
Russian Rachel: I was going to say Travis because he's creepy like that!

me: (link to blog)
Caleb: Lol, yeah I started it. Bromance.

me: Caleb started it.
Russian Rachel: Yeah I just confirmed with Travis haaaaah

Caleb: Rachel is just jealous.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Hey hey hey, Caleb Prevatte! Sketch White Castle trip aside, I have only fond memories of New Jersey.

[via text]
Caleb: I was just seeing how you is? I haven't talked to you in awhile and we have many adventures to partake.
me: I like adventures. I was in Jersey until yesterday.
Caleb: I feel bad for you. I'm glad you made it out alive.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Friendship fountain fireworks






Pig roasting at Shayna's in Vint Hill. There were Arnold Palmers, quinoa cakes, and a couscous salad. Caleb and I exchanged shoes, I do not remember why. I had a shot of tequila with a pineapple-cilantro juice chaser. Who knew you could feel healthier after having a shot of alcohol? There was a bonfire and dollar store fireworks. I was not bitten by a mosquito once. It was a pleasant afternoon.

Full flickr set

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Bacon and crushing dreams

me: There's a restaurant in Charleston that grinds slab bacon directly into their burgers. Oh em gee. 
Caleb: I wanna go. 
me: Road trip!
Caleb: Yes!!! For reals!
me: Can you imagine a road trip with Rach and Logans? We would all kill each other or stop at every local diner. Probably both. 
Caleb: Yeah, it would be rad. Seriously, make plans. I've been wanting a road trip for awhile now. 
me: Psh, Rachel just got back from Indiana, I'm still looking for a summer job, and I have no idea what Logan is up to. We are not going this summer. 
Caleb: YES WE ARE DREAM CRUSHER.

Side note, you should really check out the menu on the Husk website.
I love me some Southern food, y'all.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

So angry! These are supposed to be happy times!

[via text] 
me: Remember that time we got accepted into the BFA program? 
Caleb: Haha! Yes!! We should celebrate. 
me: Totally. 
Caleb: This weekend, tell Logan and Rachel, attendance is mandatory. I will stab a motherfucker if they are absent.