the answer to everything is Pasquale’s

Well, the Elm Street Bakery turned out to be a bust last night. Not through any fault of their own; we didn’t arrive until after 8:15 due to Andrew’s basketball game and they had sold out of all their dinner items. So, in true Layer fashion, Andrew suggested Pasquale’s…

Let me just pause here for a minute. For the Layers, Pasquale’s really is the answer to everything. Get home late from being out of town? Order pizza. Abigail home from college for the weekend? Order pizza and wings. Bored around lunchtime on Saturday? Go to Pasquale’s. Seriously. We had it four times in three days once. Don’t get me wrong, I love their pizza and wings… I just try not to eat it all the time.

Anyway, back to last night. Normally, we don’t even go out to eat for Valentine’s Day because of the crowds; I usually make a nice dinner at home, but with my busy schedule lately, I didn’t plan anything. Elm Street was really only supposed to be dessert, but Andrew wanted real food.

So, we head over to Pasquale’s (after I bought a pink and purple M & M cookie at Elm Street, you know, in case Pasquale’s didn’t have any desserts I wanted.)

We exchanged gifts, and in true V-day tradition, Andrew got me an assortment of Fowler’s chocolates:

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I was so incredibly proud of myself; I cut a piece of andrew’s pizza in half and did the same to my dessert and put it in to-go box and out of sight right away. I even had a glass of Lambrusco as well!

BTW, Andrew LOVED his bag of junk food. But you what he said when we got home? That he was glad I got the small bags of chips and things so he wouldn’t eat too much. Awww, music to my ears.

how we spent our saturday

There was baking.  There was snow.  And gym-going.  And car-repairing.  And cake-tasting.  And, finally, a little ice skating.

Let’s start at the beginning.

Andrew’s truck had been on the fritz since Monday morning, and in the course of the week, Andrew and his friend Bart (featured here at Waldfest and here at the ‘beach’), diagnosed the problem as being the fuel pump.  (Bart used to work on race cars in college–like, REAL race cars–and is an engineer at Moog and one of those super-brainy-but-cool types, so I felt like we were in good hands.)

So, after lots of research and You Tube “how to replace a fuel pump” video-watching, Andrew and Bart made plans to replace the part Saturday morning.

Company on Saturday morning = BIG BREAKFAST!

I decided to make pancakes AND waffles (waffles keep better in the freezer) and maple-roasted bacon.

Bart and I like chocolate-chip pancakes, so I added mini-chocolate chips to ours.  I even had whipped cream on hand, too–SCORE!

Waffles staying warm in the oven…  Side note:  I’ve been doing this for awhile now (using the oven to keep waiting waffles crisp and warm) and in just this past issue of Cuisine At Home, someone wrote in and offered this EXACT TECHNIQUE in the reader advice section, and got $100 for it!!  Note to self: wrack brain for something to suggest.

I set the table with three kinds of nut butters, Kefir, plain yogurt, orange segments, pineapple, butter, maple syrup, ginger maple syrup, orange juice and bananas.  And that’s not including the main courses…

We all enjoyed breakfast before the boys headed outside–did I mention it finally snowed–to start the car project while I tackled clean-up.

Look!  They’re twins!  Bart brought over some extra work clothes and gloves (he does this kind of thing a lot), which was nice since the cold weather necessitated multiple layers.

…and multiple trips inside to warm-up and read directions.  (Not sure why Andrew looks pregnant here, but since it’s him and not me, I’m happy!)

Bart, complete with knee-pads…

…Andrew, who was probably wishing it were just a bit warmer.  After our mild week, they certainly did not luck-out on weather for the project.

After I took a snow-filled walk with the dog and went to the gym for a run, I rushed home to shower and get lunch ready for everyone.  Thankfully, I had a great assortment of leftovers (I felt a little guilty serving guests leftovers, but by now, I feel like Bart is almost family, and Andrew’s dad–who had come over to watch the snowy repair job–IS family, and the leftovers WERE pretty special) like homemade coleslaw and roasted potatoes, along with homemade rye bread and sandwich stuff.

I dashed out the door after my last bit to meet Abigail, Carolyn and Andrew’s mom at Butterwood’s, a local bakery for some wedding cake-tasting!  This, of course, would have been a perfect opportunity to take some photos for the blog with all the beautiful cakes and desserts, but, alas, I did not.  I really waver between wanting to be a hard-core food blogger and photo-ing EVERYTHING, and on the other hand, trying to not let it take over my life.  So, no pretty cupcake photos here.

We stayed afterward and got desserts and drinks–I chose a red velvet cupcake that was just gorgeous and  tasted completely divine–thankfully, I still have half to enjoy another time 🙂

With the sourdough starter that I left out from making the pancakes and wafflers earlier, I made this focaccia.

We didn’t end up eating any that night, because Bart talked us into going out with him to ice skate!  I so tried to stay behind to do the myriad things on my to-do list (you know, like take a chem quiz, finish two labs, write an article, write two blogs, not to mention a million other things), but at the last minute I couldn’t say no.  I threw on some long underwear and ran out the door with Andrew!

We headed downtown for some ice skating (there is a free rink on the main thoroughfare in the city) and to check out some of the snowboarding at WinterFest.

Don’t you just love my scarf?  Andrew got it for me to go with my coat for Christmas–beautiful!  I’m LOVING the J.Crew Stadium Jacket we scored on Black Friday…  It cinches at the waist and is SO FLATTERING.  And it has a hood.  I have never wanted a hood more than I have since moving here.

After skating, we headed to Pearl Street for dinner, and to warm up!  My fingers were just about frozen, despite the awesome glove liners I got recently.  I enjoyed their Cherry Wheat beer, some onion rings (really hit the spot), a roasted veggie sandwich and their completely splurge-worthy fries.  Seriously, I could really just have their fries for dinner and be happy.

Bart recently discovered a new bar downtown that has a trivia night, so he brought us to check it out.  It’s called Founding Fathers and IT IS AWESOME.  I mean, the proprietor was wearing a tie–is that my kind of place, or what?!

There are flags and U.S. presidential history everywhere–it’s a smart-people bar (I may be a little rusty on my history, but Andrew and Bart aren’t!).  Andrew and I have never really felt “at home” (well, who does, really?) at a bar since we choose not to drink all that much, but we (well, really just me, probably) have always wanted to be a “regular” somewhere, and this is the kind of place I could see us going to often.  I’m not saying we’re going to go every Friday, but we’d like to give their trivia a try (it’s the first Tuesday of the month), and it just felt like somewhere we’d fit in.

It’s pushing 10 p.m. and I still haven’t taken that Chem quiz…

 

what a surprise

Now, you wouldn’t necessarily think that this is a fantastic present, given by a hubby who actually listens (most of the time, anyway), but it was 🙂

A box of Mini-Clif Bars and a beautiful Papyrus card!

Andrew has taken to having a Clif Bar in the afternoons before his workout, and really likes the Crunchy Peanut Butter flavor. I don’t typically eat a lot of pre-packaged stuff, but it’s nice to have a few on-hand for those times when you have to eat-and-run (literally or figuratively) or when I need to pack a snack that I can’t keep cold.  My bar of choice lately has been Luna Bars (lower calories), but now that the  energy bar companies have smartened-up (just like everyone else and their ‘100-calorie packs’), I can enjoy Clif Bars without feeling like I’ve eaten almost a whole meal in one!

Anyway, (I’m getting to the part in which this was a present) just the other day I was commenting (apparently within earshot of Andrew–I specify because more often than not, I just talk to myself all day anyway, so I never quite know what I’ve told him and what I haven’t…) that I should start keeping snacks in my car for those times when I’m STARVING after class or something, but won’t be home any time soon.  I’m one of those “hungry-angry” people, so solving this problem benefits everyone with whom I come into contact.

I hadn’t even had a chance to write down “mini-energy bars” on my shopping list when Andrew came home the other night and presented me with a giftbag (complete with tissue paper and all!) and card, just to say “I love you.” Yes ladies, swoon away…  I may have a pretty frugal husband, but he knows my love language is gifts and strives to show me often.

In fact, he even splurges on Papyrus cards (I have a thing for fine stationery) that are beautiful, just because he knows I appreciate that little extra ‘pizazz.’

So, (now that this has totally turned into a ‘let’s brag on Andrew’ post), just wanted to share about my sweet surprise and how much I’m looking forward to “never go[ing] hungry again!”   Alright, from what movie is that quote taken???

Happy Friday, all!