Daily Archives: November 27, 2011

Spinach Artichoke Dip

Before I fled the west coast, one of my Davis trips involved dragging up a couple friends to visit Nadia. We were super happy about the opening of Trader Joe’s, so we decided to do a grocery run so we could make a bunch of food.

Our grocery list looked like this:
cream cheese
artichoke hearts
carrots :)

Spinach Artichoke Dip

-2 packages cream cheese
-2 cans artichoke hearts
-grated cheese
-dash of hot sauce
-2 packages frozen spinach
-salt, pepper, to taste
-1 head garlic, minced
-green onions
-pat of butter

1) Preheat oven to 400F. Combine cream cheese, artichoke hearts, nutmeg, cheese, nutmeg, pepper and salt together in large mixing bowl.
2) Thaw spinach. (It makes life so much easier. ;_; ) Press the water out, and add to mixing bowl.
3) Cook green onions and garlic together with salt, pepper, and a pat of butter. Mix well and transfer this along with ingredients from mixing bowl to a loaf pan.
4) Bake for 25-30 minutes. Serve on baguettes or, as we did, on toasted slices of herb foccacia bread topped with sliced cucumbers and smoked salmon/prosciutto (I had the salmon, since I can’t have ham).



I spent the last couple days staying with Keat in Boston for Thanksgiving.  We have been friends basically since we were 9(?), largely because he is the next-door neighbor of the first friend I made (Joanne!) when I moved to the other side of Fremont. We have an extremely abusive friendship and the nicknames that have spawned from him usually include references to me being a slut (doorknob, because “everyone’s had a turn,” or streetwalker) or being fat (pudgy fatkins or fatty pudgkins; they’re interexchangable). For the record, he says these all in jest, because if they contained even an ounce of truth, they wouldn’t be uttered. :O I basically make fun of his boobs all the time, so we’re even. I know that somewhere deep down, he does indeed give a crap about me as a human being because he keeps me fed when I’m hungry, surrendered his bed to me and slept on the floor, and cracks my back for me. In return, I put lotion on his healing tattoo, wash his dishes, and sit on him when he does pushups.

I am ashamed to say that I did absolutely nothing productive and my exercise + everything-else schedule went straight to hell. Good times. These are the reasons:

1) Grimm
It’s freaking awesome. I love fairy tales–remakes, adaptations, anything loosely based off of them, and I really like the concept of Grimm. :D I did a Once Upon a Time marathon with Rey last weekend. I think all these TV series addictions are going to be the death of me. ;_;
2) Vampire Diaries
Before you judge me (my friend in my fall PE class last year told me he watched it, and my instinctive response was, “I am judging you so hard right now”), I swear this is actually really interesting. I am an avid hater of Twilight, which I kinda feel is the reason as to why I shy away from anything with vampires now. (Inherent worries that they’re riding off of Twilight and are, as such, devoid of any real plot or character depth.)
3) Diablo II
Since the Diablo III holiday release was obviously axed, I started playing D2 again to wait in [impatient] anticipation for D3. It is hard to believe that this game came out over a decade ago. <3 We started new characters and power-leveled through normal mode and partially through nightmare. I am a number of levels below him because he typically let me sleep in (save for the first day, where he picked me up and dropped me to wake me up >_>).

The combination of these 3, followed along by Batman vs. Superman cartoons completely slaughtered my sleep schedule. We would sleep at 5-6 a.m. and wake up at 12 p.m. to start this all over again. Keat has two monitors, so I’d half be watching Vampire Diaries or cartoons on one screen while he played D2 on another/I’d be on my laptop playing. Multi-tasking. ;]

Um, that said, we did actually venture outside, so I didn’t completely morph into a basement (well, 4th-floor) dwelling gaming/TV-watching addict. (Please don’t judge me. >_>) I got there on Wednesday afternoon and after I dumped all my stuff down, we stopped by a little Japanese bakery before running off to a tattoo parlor where Keat got the rest of his tattoo done (references were made to how he should flex his boobs independently so that the fish and the dragon could fight with each other) and I got my right ear re-pierced. Jewelry is freakishly expensive. :[

We went to a bunch of different places for food in the last couple days (hooray hooray!), including a fancy schmancy restaurant on the 52nd floor (Top of the Hub) of the Prudential building on Thanksgiving day, and we also explored a good fraction of the Museum of Fine Arts (it’s ginormous :O ). So I had a good time, and this definitely makes up for the last time I went there to visit. (He was basically being a hater and I ended up hanging out with his roommate more so than I hung out with him. This partially had to do with the fact that he had a bunch of classes, but only partially.) So much for working out together though. :O But if I were to rationalize, I’m not hardcore enough to run 10 miles with him anymore. :[ I honestly don’t know how I ever managed to complete 13.1 in my lifetime, ever. :\ I am not convinced that I could even do 3 now. :\