Wednesday, May 17, 2017

The Ballpark

For Christmas this year I got a choice to go to Portland or a Dodger-Giant baseball game with my great aunt and uncle.  You probably already know what I chose.  If you don't, then let me tell you.  I went to the Dodger-Giant game.  I was really looking forward to it because I got to have a home plate view of the field.

The day started with me going to my grandparents coffee shop for breakfast.  My aunt and uncle picked me up there.  Then we got in the car and drove to the stadium.
Next we went and got a jumbo dog and garlic fries.

Then we went to the garden back in Center Field.  After that we went to the seats behind home plate.
We also got some great pics during the game.  My favorite part of the park is the big Coca-Cola slide.

We got to see a game used Buster Posey catching gear.

We got some candy.
My reaction to Arroyo's RBI single.
We also got some great food.  The name of the place we ate at after the game was called Pamir.  We ate hummus, mantu dumplings, chicken qorma curry, and koobideh kabobs.

Uncle Ron! Why did you pack a Giant's blanket?
Uncle Ron and Aunt Jamey, thank you so much for that amazing trip.  I loved spending time with you.

P.S.  The Dodgers won.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Ellen's Job

The weather in Denver is laughable.
It would be the worst place to try and be a weatherman.
I flew in to cold cold rain.
Steve had a day of snow.
It dumped hail and rain during our Red Rocks adventure.
Today got HOT.

We spent our morning power walking through the morning streets.
Downtown Denver really perks up on the weekends.
Different kind of traffic.
Not the same hustle bustle of the working crowd.
There is a slow hustle bustle of people.
It's a different pace, noticeable.
Busy, just different.

There are some really smart entrepreneurs here in Denver.
I mean, On the Road Coffee
Like no figurative language here.
This is legit LITERAL language.
After reading the linked article, I wish I had crossed the street just to experience Pendelton's pour over coffee.
Instead we waited for our table at breakfast eatery SNOOZE inside the Union Station.
This place is decadent.
Couches, cushy seating, benches, clean, natural light, quiet.
It was like a fancy library.
It almost made me want to ditch our breakfast plans and just window shop and eat at all the little shops here.
I had read about Pigtrain Coffee and wanted to give it a go.
I ordered a lavender vanilla hot latte.
It was well worth the sips.

Snooze was buuuuuuuusy.
Like this is a movin' and groovin' place.
Tons of wait staff.
Tons of people.
Great looking choices on the menu.
It was hard to decide.
Steve opted for
Sandwich I Am
A soft pretzel roll filled with scrambled eggs, cheddar cheese and a sausage patty, served with a side of smoked cheddar hollandaise & house hash browns.
I had to have the pancake sampler.
Remember, we've met already.
Me=all the food.
I want to try as much as I can.
Pineapple Upside Down Pancakes
Buttermilk pancakes with caramelized pineapple chunks, housemade vanilla crème anglaise and cinnamon butter.
Sweet Potato Pancakes
Our signature sweet potato buttermilk pancakes topped with homemade caramel, candied pecans and ginger butter.
Lemon Poppy Seed Pancakes
Buttermilk poppy seed pancakes topped with fresh lemon curd, citrus mascarpone, maple glazed pistachios and candied lemon.
We took a walk along the Cherry Creek and realized how warm it was, or that I possibly had grown a fever to go with my cold.
Put me down for another nap.
Spring colds suck.
I'm over it.
Just for the record, I'm still sick.
This might be me confessing that it's about time to see the doctor.

After the nap, we clearly were feeling brave so we said YES to the crazy bike people to take us towards Coors Field for another Dodger vs. Rockies showdown.
She took us to Jackson's Denver where we had a pregame beer and some yummy appetizers.

Delicious fried pickles with a spicy dipping sauce and beer queso with chips.

And we made it to another game with great seats.
Right behind the Dodger dugout.

This is my new friend Ellen.
She was in charge of our section the first night we were at the game.
She's a wonderful stadium docent.
I kinda think she has a radical job.
It might be fun to do this someday.
She also confessed that when she isn't at the ballpark, in the offseason
she's in Hawaii on a boat.
Now that's the life.

MLB put on the pink to celebrate Mother's and to support breast cancer research.
Steve and I ordered the Apple Pie Nachos to split.
The idea is pretty cool.
It was good.
Not like, "Oh my gosh that was soooooo good you have to try that!"
Like, hmmm.
I could make that at home.
Throw some apple pie filling on top of cinnamon sugared chips, top with some cheddar cheese and whip. 
Save the calories for the pancake flight at Snooze.
Just in case you wanna see Steve, he's just above the dugout standing nearly in the aisle clapping as we scored another run. Our Dodgers were victorious and we celebrated with many other Dodger fans who made it out to Coors Field.

Yum Yum Gut

Today was a day I had been looking forward to for many weeks.
When Steve and I started our planning for Denver, one of my bucket list items was to visit
Red Rocks Amphitheater.

Today was the day made for that adventure.

Steve let me sleep in a little longer than I see I've been fighting a really bad cold and the coughing is keeping us both up at night.
While I know I needed the extra minutes of sleep, I felt like I was going to miss out on opportunities to adventure around the city.

Lucky for me, Steve is really chill and rolls with all the punches.
Especially punches that come in around 5'1".
He quick searched for a breakfast location that would satiate my appetite for
Denverish-Food and something that would be memorable.
Traveling with Hotpants just keeps getting better and better because I think
I've brought him over to the Food-side of traveling and he totally gets into choosing a place.

He found Sam's No. 3, located a decent walk from our hotel.
Since it was a total greasy spoon, and featured on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives it was 
totally appropriate that we walked many blocks to get here hence the impending calories.

Steve ordered a breakfast quesadilla with the famous pork chili.
Um, hot.
Like kickin' spicy.
I ordered the Yum Yum Eggs Benedict.
Holy Yum.
I really liked the atmosphere of this diner.
We sat in the "outdoor covered" location that was perfect for people watching and enjoying the Denver space.

After breakfast, we realized we were pretty close to Larimer Square again and Steve made good on his promise to take me back to The Market so we could try some sweets from the counter.

They had the perfect taster-size French Macarons.  We settled our sweet tooth by sampling some flavors, Steve got a decadent peanut butter caramel chocolate cup, and coffee.
Sitting here was one of the highlights of the day.
If I lived here, I'd spend some good amounts of my time in this place.

We hoofed it back to the hotel because, well calories.
Also, I still felt like junk so Steve let me have a snore-worthy nap until our Uber came to pick us up for our adventure of the day, Red Rocks.

About 30 miles outside of Denver and near the town of Golden you drive into the eye-candy backdrop of natural beauty.

...And this is the reason for the blog title.
I'm posting this picture and I don't give a rip.
But in order for me to not give a rip, I have to tell you I don't give a rip
about the horrible posture I'm using and that gut is just having the time of its life.
That's my "Yum Yum gut", and I have that delicious Eggs Benedict and
French Macarons to thank for it.
So that's me not giving a rip about my gut, sorta.
BECAUSE, the picture.
This was such a happy moment for me and I felt so excited to walk this trail with my man that I'm not going to pretend like the picture isn't here just because of said gut.


After the hike we had some time to kill before the concert so we hung out at the Trading Post and read books for quite awhile.  As the concert time neared, we decided to start our walk up the many, many, many steps leading to the amphitheater.

Steve and I also had a really fun fight about Good & Plenty candies.
It was a dumb fight.
All fights are dumb.
This was right up there.
To make a long story short, Steve and I aren't ever sharing a box
of Good and Plenty again, because
Steve thinks they are so GOOD he needs to put PLENTY of them in
his mouth all at once and that doesn't make for good sharing.
So, for the preservation of our marriage, we will opt for two boxes
and then it won't matter how PLENTY or whatever Steve needs to be in his candy eating experience.

I'll try and make this concert story as succinct as possible.
The space is awe-inspiring.
Truly a jaw-dropping gorgeous overwhelming space.
Totally chill.
People in the daylight were super friendly and easy going.
There are some pre-show performers, very eclectic and culturally unique.
The food was good.
The seating was not comfortable, bring a cushion or a blanket to sit on.
The dark comes in.
The crazy comes out.
The headliners take the stage.
I'm Barbara Walters.
I super don't fit in.
I don't want to fit in.
Maybe it was just the specific section we were in.
Not going to point fingers or throw out stereo-types, just gonna say that
I'm a square, and I'll go ahead and just own that.
I wanted to go home.
Cue the dark clouds.
Cue the thunderclap.
Cue the lightning.
Cue the rain.
Cue the hail.
Thanks for the show.
Take me home.
One soaking cab ride home, we affirmed that it was
worth the experience, bucket list checked.