yesterday, jason and i made a salted caramel pie that i saw on almost makes perfect (how awesome is molly, by the way?!). it truly was delicious. jason whipped the cream by hand (my all-american fix-it man). we didn't get to eat it for quite some time, though, because it had to chill for four hours. but other than that, it was super easy to make and required very few ingredients. and, as i said, it was incredibly tasty.
for dinner, jason and i checked out mexicali tacos on figueroa---probably my new favorite mexican spot. we each got a vampiro (a quesadilla filled with meat and a crazy good garlic sauce) and a cachetada (basically a torta, but with a chipotle aioli. i mean come on.) dinner for each of us was about $8! i'm hungry for it now, and i just ate. sigh.
after dinner, jason and i headed over a favorite haunt of mine (ours): the train tracks by the LA river. it's always very dark and quiet over there, and you can hear the water (when there is water) and it's peaceful. we brought his polaroid, a six pack of modelo, american spirits (not that either of us smoke, cough) and some sparklers. we talked about post-apocalyptic los angeles and other very important issues. i love those times the most. unfortunately, it was a cold night and neither of us were dressed adequately. but we lit some pretty sparklers and enjoyed our beers and it was nice. as we walked on the tracks back to the car, while looking at the ground so i wouldn't trip on the rocks, i almost grazed over some small bones and a skull, right in the middle of the tracks. but i halted and shouted, "dude!" and as my eyes adjusted, i confirmed it wasn't just a pile of bones, but an entire dog skeleton. call me macabre, but i took a good 75% of it home. jason held the black plastic liquor store bag open and shined a light where we excitedly identified all the different bones: an intact spine and tail, both shoulder blades, the skull and jawbones, ribs, femurs and the standards, and even the paws. tragically, we knew it was a dog because around the skeleton's neck was a skinny purple collar. another sigh. but now i have bones that i've been waiting for. secretly (but now it won't be a secret, i suppose) i'm really into taxidermy and have always wanted to taxidermy something. or at least just own some terrible taxidermies. i saw one in a vintage furniture store that had a look on its face like it was stifling a laugh but also panicking at the same time.
so now, my current project is cleaning, drying, and whitening the bones. it was a good night, even though it had felt like an off day. but now it's today, and it's soon to be tomorrow, so i don't have to worry about that off-ness anymore.
