I am gearing up for the Nine Inch Nails/Soundgarden concert this Saturday... I have literally been waiting all summer, fucking salivating over the songs on my Pandora stations (and salivating over Chris Cornell... jk- but not really...) waiting for this epic concert. I know, I'm pathetic ;)
No, but honestly.... I have only been this excited for a concert once before... well maybe twice before; I was pretty stoked for Silverchair the summer I was 19 (I was in love with Daniel Johns at the time) and pretty excited for the Kings of Leon concert at Madison Square Garden that my sister got me tickets for. I've never been to an outdoor arena concert before, and the fact that my boyfriend and I are taking a party bus is very exciting to me... this way I we can get wasted and not worry about anything. PERFECT :D Not to mention, this is literally the first weekend I had had off in months. I NEVER take weekends off since it isn't really conducive to my schedule, but the fact that I'm going to party hard on a Saturday night and then spend Sunday hungover as fuck (like a normal person) is kind of thrilling to me. I usually party on a Sunday or in the middle of the week and hate my life because I still have to go into work at like 1pm or 4pm the next day.
I know- the video is pretty freaky-deaky, but I can't wait to hear this song live!
And of course I can't wait to hear this classic...
I think Sunday afternoon, despite whatever hangover or come down I'm dealing with after Saturday's festivities, I want to try to film that Kickstarter video for "Not Your Grandma's Meatballz" (please refer to previous entry if you're wondering what "Not Your Grandma's Meatballz" is). I have to get this shit up and running. I've been making some pretty epic meals lately. Last weekend, my boyfriend and I decided to cook Octopus (hence the title of this blog). We purchased a 2.4 lb. Octopus at Chelsea Market and after reviewing a few Youtube videos on how to properly cook the octopus, we made the most delicious pasta of all time... here are some pictures documenting the best pasta I've ever had:
Not very appetizing looking, I know. The texture was so weird; part of me cringed everytime I touched it, and another part of me wanted to keep feeling it... I'm a freak. I was proud of myself though, because I cut its eyes out and took the beak out... I'm such a badass.
Yes, those are corks in the water. The youtube video we watched on how to cook it instructed us to put corks in the water because apparently they prevent the meat from becoming rubbery due to some chemical compound, and also they help eliminate the fishy odor.
Cutting the cooked octopus up... a man's job.
I made the sauce from scratch... it was so F*cking good...
The finished product... voila!
The weekend before was a total meatball fest... we made both Swedish meatballz and meatballz with mini mozzarella ballz in the center... needless to say I'm now morbidly obese.
I will be sure to post a blog sometime next week to update you on the meatball project on Kickstarter (I'm sure I'll look like absolute hell after partying all night Saturday), and probably throw up some slutty pictures of whatever slutty outfit I wear to this concert (you know how I do... there is a reason I won't get Instagram...). Hmm... decisions decisions. I know that it's an outdoor arena, but how can a high-heel slave such as myself really forgo high heels ???? I can't. Besides, an extra 6 inches will help me see over the crowd. I'm sure I'll end up wearing my Jeffrey's as per usual with pants down to my crotch (what's new?) and some shirt up to my tits. I can't help it. Whatever... It's summer. Better flaunt that shit before it's gone someday anyhow... (and by "someday" I mean like, three months from now, after I've overdosed on meatballs and my boyfriend's carbonara and one-too-many bottles of Rose to my face night after night). I'm so classy ;)
Sigh.
God bless summer. and food. and the freedom to dress half naked. God bless America. And rose. And life.
