Triple Meat Threat.

You know when you are STARVING and you are standing in the grocery store like an idiot, wanting one of everything?

Me too. Happens all the time.
I was hanging out in the meat section of Bob's Shurfine, practically foaming at the mouth one evening on my way home from work. I LOVE their meat section. Not really sure why. But I do. I was staring at all of it, trying to think of the crunchiest, cheesiest, saltiest, meatiest combination and it came to me:
Chicken cordon bleu subs...with pepperoni and sauteed mushrooms. Yesssss.
Sub rolls
swiss cheese
crumbled bleu cheese
sliced ham
chicken tenders (uncooked)
sliced pepperoni
I did a basic garlic rub and splash of Italian dressing on the chicken tenders and threw those on the grill. While that was grilling, I opened 2 giant sub rolls (not cutting all the way through) and (inspired by the Biederman's balboa) made some garlic bread out of the rolls. While that toasted, I flipped the chicken and sauteed a few mushrooms in splash of olive oil on the stove. My vision started to come into reality when I heard the *ding* of the toaster oven and then I assembled. Oh yes, I assembled.
On the garlicy (lightly toasted) rolls, I sprinkled some blue cheese so it got all melty. I layered ham. I relayered blue cheese. I grabbed the chicken tenders and tossed those on next, topping the chicken off with the sauteed mushrooms...and probably more bleu cheese. Pepperoni came next and I topped it all with Swiss cheese. I threw the sandwiches under the broiler while I poured myself a frosty beverage and once that cheese was melted to perfection it was time.
Triple Meat Threat. Gross and awesome and delicious. Suck it, Martha.
Mmmm...melty cheesy goodness.

Oh, my poor arteries.


Vegas, baby!

It was so completely whirlwhind, that it was almost like it didn't happen. But now that I have finally gotten around to downloading all of my pictures, I guess it's true: I did go to Vegas last month! Jim and I flew in Friday morning. We were there by noon and home by midnight on Sunday. Perfect.
Now I had never been and neither had Jim, so we had to get in some of the Vegas staples: the MGM lion... We saw Cirque de Soleil. I couldn't sneak any good pictures inside, but I did convince the ticket guy to pose with me...
We tooled around the casinos in our bathing suits...

...and lounged in the sun at the resort at Mandalay Bay, the hotel we stayed at. The weather was absolutely perfect!

And of course we went out at night and had ourselves a hootin', hollerin' good time. And that's all I'm going to say. :o)

(What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.)


Sunny days...

As I head full force ahead into the summer months at my shop, I am *trying* (I said TRYING!) to take some time for myself so that I don't, well, go crazy. My time off is far and few between these days, but it makes it so much more magical when I can spend time appreciating everything around me.
...and spend time with Horseshoe! (Or, you may remember him as Blink, from his AT adventures last year). No, this was not the AT...this was just a little jaunt (hey, it kicked my butt!) up Rattlesnake West on a sunny Monday.
THIS is my backyard. I sometimes forget just how great this place is. I think I'll stick around for a while. :o)