Friday, 24 May 2013

3. LEARN HOW TO MAKE PEROGIES

Pierogi, perogi, pierogy, pierogi, pyrohy, pirogi, pyrogie, pyrogy.  No matter how you spell it, those tasty little dumplings are heavenly.  I LOVE THEM.  Not as much as I love Sean, of course...but close.

My love of perogies is longstanding, notwithstanding that I have no genetic ties to Ukraine or Poland.  Well, that's not true...I had one great grandmother who was Polish, but she was the mother of my maternal grandfather, and no recipes have come down the family line.

But, of course, I live in Alberta, and pretty much everyone in this province except for me is Ukrainian.  And I (especially my taste buds) am thankful for that.  Actually, I never realized how delightfully pervasive (if the word "pervasive" can have a positive connotation) Ukrainian culture and food is in Alberta until my first grocery shopping trip when I moved to New Brunswick for law school.  I remember being utterly confused and upset that I couldn't find frozen perogies.  I ended up finally finding some at Atlantic Superstore.  They were sub-par, but I was desperate, so they got the job done while I was there.

When I moved back to Alberta, I was happy to come back to a wider variety of those little dumplings o' love, but the best perogies around don't come from any store.  They come from the kitchen of the house belonging to my mother's mother-in-law, Margaret (AKA my step-baba).

Now, my mama, sister-in-law, and I have been wanting to learn the family recipe for a long time, and this little list was a perfect excuse.  We were all so thrilled that Margaret agreed to spend the day with us to guide us through it all.

We settled on a basic potato/cheddar/onion filling (we didn't want to get ahead of ourselves, now), and so our day started with what I imagine every potato/cheddar/onion perogi-making day starts with: lots of potatoes.  In our case, russet potatoes.  Margaret has decades of trial and error under her belt, and she told us these were the best.

Russets: the best perogi taters!
We scrubbed & peeled...

... then chopped 'em up

And finally got them on the stove!
After the potatoes were cooked, we added an embarrassing amount of cheddar cheese and chopped onions pan fried in a generous amount of butter.

Margaret shows the onions some love

Hint for all you small-statured beauties: throw the bowl or pot in the sink to make it lower!
We set the filling aside to cool and got started on the dough.  Listen, filling is important, but in my view the key to an awesome perogi is the dough.  It needs to fry up nicely, be a little bit chewy, and it can't be too thick... and Margaret's is perfect.

The recipe is actually really basic: flour, water, egg, oil, and salt.  The trick, though, is getting the feel for the dough, and letting it sit for just the right amount of time.

The beginnings of the wondrous dough... 
The dough before its requisite 20 minute rest
Next was the assembly.  Margaret told us that perogi pinching is a personal thing, and everyone has their own style: a straight seam, little ridges, etc.  We were excited to see which way we pinched.  Not gonna lie, the first few tries were rough...we had some wonky-shaped l'il dudes, and were happy just to get the damn things to stay sealed.  But, after we got the hang of it, it was smooth sailing.

Gettin' in the groove

Andrea lovin' up the dough
Because we made so many perogies, we froze a whole bunch of them for later.  To make sure they didn't stick together, we stacked single layers on tea towels and put them in the deep freeze.  Once they were frozen (and no longer sticky), we transferred them to freezer bags.

Stacks of 'rogies!
Of course, I can't leave out the fact that we couldn't resist having some of the fruits of our labour for supper that night.  So, we walked to the grocery store, bought some sour cream, a Mundare sausage and some bacon, fried everything up, and devoured.

Gettin' ready for supper
Mmmmm....
RIGHT?!?!!

I am so happy I learned this family recipe.  I can't wait to experiment with all kinds of fillings, and pass it on to my own kids one day.  

Also, the day itself was so great.  I love spending time with my family, and aside from the pictures here, the day was filled with all kinds of fun: my 9 year old nephew made $55 selling lemonade (seriously!), so he was in and out of the house making more batches, and my baby nephew was trrryyyying to crawl, but mostly sat happily in the kitchen playing with toys (when he wasn't sitting, he was passed around by all of us perogi-makers who needed our baby fixes!). 

This 29-list item was definitely a success!
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2. SURPRISE SOMEONE I LOVE!

Ok, this is a slight misnomer.  Really, I helped in a surprise that was for someone I love a lot.  Her name is Shannon.  Here’s a blurry shot of the two of us a couple of years ago on a trip with her family for her dad's 75th:


(note to Shannon: we need some more pictures of just the two of us… it took some digging to find even this! We’re always so damn social and in photos with 8,000 other people!)

I have known Shannon for as long as I can remember… well actually, longer that I remember.  We’ve known each other since we were about a year and a half old.  Shannon is one of my best and closest friends in the whole world.  One of those really true friends where, even though there have been periods in our lives where we were less close, we always managed to find a way back to each other, and we pick up right where we left off.  We’ve had some incredible times together, we’ve had our fair share of fights (like the timeless “who knocked over the block tower” feud of ’87).  I would say that we’re probably closer now than we’ve ever been, and it’s awesome.

But anyways, the point of this isn’t to go over all the lovey friendship crap, it’s about the surprise, right?!  So let’s continue.

This is Erin:


Erin is also one of my very closest friends who I also love very much and who I’ve known for slightly less than Shanny (Erin and I met in kindergarten and solidified our friendship in Mme. Sutherland’s 3/4 split class in ’92).  Erin is Shannon’s best friend and is also key to this story.

But the most important person in the story is Derek:


Derek is Shannon’s boyfriend.  And Derek is amazing.  This blog entry is all about the fateful day (and all the planning that went into it!) that Derek went from being Shannon’s boyfriend to her fiancé.

Several months ago, I got an excited phone call from Erin.  Derek wanted to propose to Shannon, but he wanted our help…. Because this was no ordinary proposal.  Derek wanted to plan a day-long scavenger hunt during which Erin and I would parade Shannon around making her solve clues and complete challenges.  The hunt would end at her parents’ house and culminate in a proposal (and then of course, a party)! 

Erin and I were probably talking faster and more excitedly than when we were 14 years old and gossiping about boys.  We were both so pumped to be involved.

What followed were weeks of secret meetings, emails, and phone calls.  Derek worked a lot of “overtime” which was actually spent at my condo, plotting with Sean and me about logistics.  He did an amazing job and planned out 10 stops, complete with a “challenge” for each stop and a clue for the next stop.

Here are some until now top secret pictures of Sean & Derek planning!







Erin (who lives three hours away) and I also spent a lot of time on the phone planning our part in the day: the diversion.  Our plan was to convince Shannon that the scavenger hunt was actually for her birthday, and to try to drop hints that the “surprise” at the end was a birthday party. 

The timing was slightly off; Shannon’s birthday was a month before the proposal, but Erin’s cover was perfect: she wasn’t able to come home for the weekend of Shannon’s & my birthday (Shannon and I are just two days apart), so she was planning something special for Shannon upon her next visit home.

The planning part was so fun, but it was also stressful! If Derek was over at our place and told us a funny story, I couldn’t bring it up the next time I saw or talked to Shannon.  When Shannon told me Erin was coming up for a visit, I had to make up some story about how I couldn’t hang out because my dad was in town (sorry Dad, for making you a pawn in the web of lies).

Finally the day came! Despite the fact that it was the middle of April, there was a snow storm and it was freezing.  Erin picked Shannon up promptly at 8:30, and handed Shannon the first clue.  This took her to her hair salon for a trim.  When they arrived at the salon, I was waiting, along with Derek’s lovely sister Alana.

At this point, we only added to the web of lies:  we told Shannon that in fact, Erin and I had planned a birthday scavenger hunt along with Derek.  Derek ended up getting called into work, and so he sent Alana as his proxy to capture the day in photos (which, I unfortunately don't have yet, so you're stuck with my crappy iPhone photos!).  We told her that since Derek had planned a lot of the clues, many of the clues were about them as a couple. 

In reality, Derek was one step ahead of us, setting up envelopes with clues and challenges all over the city with his helpers Sean & Leanne.  MUAHAHAHA…..

So there we were, at the salon.  Shannon’s first challenge was a series of trivia questions prepared by her sister, Tamara.  Like a champ, she got them all right (including correctly determining the combined age of all four of the children in her family, without a calculator, on the first try!).

After grabbing some delicious breakfast, we headed off to the next location: the mall to find Shannon an outfit for the “surprise” later.  The challenge here was simple in theory, but sometimes difficult for Shannon: let someone else pay for something!

After that, the clues started to become more and more about Shannon and Derek.  To quell suspicion, Erin and I had made some trivia questions of our own… a lot of them!!  Questions about elementary school, teachers, grade 5 camp, the cost of a BK chicken sandwich in the early 2000s, boys (of course).  It was awesome, and a perfect complement to the Shannon-inspired playlist I made (featuring the likes of Bone Thugs ‘N Harmony and Starship).

We stopped at Shannon & Derek’s favourite sushi restaurant and made Shannon drink a cup of sake (she hates it, but downed it like a champ).


Next we stopped at the place Shannon and Derek had their first date (and even sat at the same table they were at).  On their first date, Derek was so nervous that his hands were shaking and he was afraid to lift his beer for fear he’d spill it all over.  Shannon, in her charming (but slightly smart-assed) way asked Derek if he needed a straw.  So, at this stop, Shannon’s challenge was to drink her beer through a straw:


The next stop was a crowd favourite.  Shannon and Derek’s second date was to a hockey game.  We were able to get access to Rexall Place on a game day (thanks, Mom!!!), and on the seats where Shannon & Derek sat was Shannon’s Oilers jersey, along with her next clue.  By Shannon’s account, this was the only time during the day where she thought that she thought something was up.  But, after making Shannon list all 30 NHL teams, and touring around wherever we could go, we went on to the next clue.




A note about this clue: while it was really cool for us girls, it was even better for Derek, Leanne, and Sean.  When they dropped off the clue, the Oilers were practicing, so they got to go right up to the ice, look into the Oilers’ dressing room, and they even met Devan Dubnyk!



The next clue took us to a billiard club downtown (following an impromptu stop at the Old Spaghetti factory to eat cheesecake and watch Full House on my iPad.  Full House was our favourite show growing up).  There, waiting for us was the lovely Leanne, who had been placing clues with Sean & Derek earlier in the day.  



Shannon had to beat us at a game of pool. She did, eventually, but I’m pretty sure it’s because I sunk the 8 ball!  I’m sure she let us win, though – Shannon’s a pool shark!!

Another game Shannon loves is blackjack, and since we couldn’t take her to Vegas and back in a day, we had her go to a local casino, gave her $50, and made her stay until she lost it all or double it.  In true Shannon fashion, she doubled her cash in no time!  This stop was special, as we had Shannon’s parents and her sister, Tamara, waiting for her at the casino.  Much like Shannon’s skills at pool, you can likely give credit for Shannon’s gambling skillz to her dad, John.  He’s an incredible poker player.  And you can give credit for Shannon’s natural luck to her mom, Jeannie.  Growing up, it wasn’t unusual for Jeannie to win a trip or a car… you name it, she won it!

I don’t really have any pictures from inside the casino; we tried, but security shut that down preeeetty fast!

We celebrated Shannon’s blackjack win at the next stop, a huge wine store, where we had Shannon pick out the Malbec, a task easily (and deliciously) completed.


The next clue directed Shannon to go to the tastiest winery in town – Cheeky Monkey (i.e. her parents’ wine).  First, we stopped at her house to get dressed up for the unnamed forthcoming surprise.  We told her there were only “a couple of clues left”, but in reality we were off to the final clue!! 

On the way to John & Jeannie’s house, us girls in the back seat were practically vibrating!!  Erin, who was in the front seat with Shannon, was even chattier than usual, but somehow, Shannon did not catch on!

We pulled up to the house, and my heart was pounding.  We all tried to get into the house first, and have Shannon come in last.  It almost worked, and after I squeezed around Shannon, I scurried into the living room.

When Shannon came into the house, waiting for her was Derek, looking very handsome in his suit (if not a bit nervous!).  He handed Shannon her last challenge: a GIANT card covered with pictures of the two of them and this wonderful Dr. Seuss quote:

We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love.

The last challenge was hidden under a tab I the card, and it was simple: “say yes”.  (Damn… I’m tearing up just writing this!!).  When Shannon put the card down, Derek was waiting for her on one knee.  The question was asked and answered (she passed the challenge, of course!), and then through the closed doors to the family room, burst all of Shannon’s family and Derek’s family! 

Unfortunately, the only photo I have is a still frame from a video I took.  If I get my paws on Alana's photos, I'll edit this post and add some of the lovelier shots!



The rest of the day was spent laughing, going over the minutia of the scavenger hunt, and then celebrating at a local bar with a wider circle of friends (many of whom, while they had been invited to “a party for Shannon”, were also unaware that it was a proposal in disguise!).  Of course, some shenanigans (Shannon-igans?!) ensued.  It was fantastic.


The day actually ended early the next morning, with some well-deserved and incredibly delicious middle-of-the-night triple-batch of KD at Shannon and Derek’s house.

All in all, I couldn’t have imagined a better way to help surprise someone I love!  I know that this incredible couple will have a great engagement, a fantastic wedding, and above all else, an incredible marriage!






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Sunday, 17 March 2013

1. THROW A BIG ASS HOUSE PARTY

I admit, this one's kiiiiind of a cop out.  House parties are not new to me.  Seaner and I have been known to throw some awesome parties.  We think they're awesome, anyways, because our family & friends are awesome.

A few cases in point:

The house re-warming of 2010 started it all.  It was a re-warming because I had just moved back to Edmonton from Calgary and shacked up with Sean, who had lived in our condo for a couple of years already, so we couldn't exactly call it a straight-up housewarming.  Somehow we all found ourselves wearing 3D movie glasses with the lenses taken out, and I nervously asked everyone to step away from the ledge when some of us wound up on the roof.


... and my baby sister A had a "nap" on the couch with her glasses on...


Ok, so another birthday party.  I was turning 27 - oh to be 27 again! - and it seemed like a good excuse to have a party.  I wore the infamous Freddie Mercury pants - glorious, very high-waisted red lamé pants.  They are so-called because they once served as part of a Halloween costume (Freddie Mercury is my favourite), but I sincerely love them.  Plus, I gotsta have a party outfit, k?  You can kinda seem them here:


Sean's surprise 30th.  This was last year, and the "house" part of the house party wasn't ours (thanks C+Y!), but it was only more awesome because of that.  I worked for weeks and weeks secretly plotting, making party hats with Sean's face on them, making fake beards for everyone... and then of course we meticulously planned to execute the surprise, and somehow it worked.  I think the birthday boy was pretty happy with the whole thing!


There were other house parties too, but some were a little more low key, and some I wasn't even invited to (Sean's Extremely Sexist and Exclusive Gentlemen's Festive Scotch & Bacon Soirée, for example).  There are also all the amazing parties that we didn't host, but were just lucky enough to attend (the KT's Christmas parties, the great shindigs at C+Y's, to name just a few).

So about the party that I'm actually supposed to be writing about in this entry.  It was called 29 & Feelin' Fine.  The informal tagline was "because, I'm 29, and I'll be damned if I'm not feelin' fine". I had a cheesy banner:


It was a great party.  I received all kinds of lovely little gifties.  Tied for the most glorious were from each of my two besties, and both were received early enough in the night to fully enjoy them without a full house: an amazing Angry Birds game (that I turned out not to be very good at) and this weird family-heirloom-cum-birthday-present/keepsake/now-permanent-fixture-on-my-mantle figurine:



Ok, well, it really should be a three-way tie, because the modern, edgy pencil box I received from my improv sister Danielle cannot be overlooked:

The party was great - there were lots of people, lots of booze, lots of snacks, an amazing cake (thanks K!) and obviously a ton of friendship and memories.  THERE WAS EVEN A BALLOON DROP.  I kinda fucked up and didn't take as many pictures as I would have liked, but hey, I was busy mingling in my party outfit, ok?!  But here's what we've got:

The always effervescent Mr. Hockin servin' up some Sean's Choice mini pizzas with Mrs. KT:



The food that gave me what I can only describe as a "sugar hangover":

Some hooligans:

A blurry picture of my man givin' me some love in my party outfit at the end of the night (or early in the morning?):


Why did I include a house party on the list, especially given our fine pedigree of parties past?  In all honesty, I needed a quick win to get this damn list started, and I was fairly confident it wouldn't be a shitty party.  And of course, who doesn't like a party?!

But probably more than anything, I wanted to include this party on the list because it's a great memory of this year, and really, it's representative of the last few years of my twenties.  See, I somehow lucked out and have an incredible group of friends, like really incredible.  So many of my friends I've known for at least half my life, and so many others have been brought into my life through my old friends... and of course through Sean I've inherited a whole other incredible "side" of my friend family.  And it's just that:  all of them feel like an extended family.

As we get older and all of our lives become more complicated (or at least more busy, as babies are always in the near future - if they haven't started to make their appearance yet), I don't ever want to lose this bond.  In other words, I don't want the house parties to stop - but maybe they'll just start to include a room full of carseats, or a basement full of little kids having their own parties, or a bitch-session of our awful teenagers...

So that's it - item #1 done!!  Until the next...


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Friday, 15 March 2013

This is happening!

A couple of months ago I had the idea of making a list of things to do while I'm 29.  It stemmed from a sense of disbelief, really, about my twenties coming to an end.  Not out of fear, not out of a sense of feeling old, and not out of a feeling of not having accomplished anything in my twenties.  In fact, I feel like my twenties have been filled with all kinds of accomplishments - good ones and bad ones (if there is such thing as a negative connotation of "accomplishment").

Really, as I said in a facebook post where I solicited friends for ideas for the list, I want to do something special to do to honour what seems like some kind of growing up milestone.  A list makes sense.  I love lists (sounds cliche, but I don't care - it's true).  I'm not looking for a life-changing list, but it makes for a good way to document a big year.


And this blog will be my way of keeping track of it all.  More than anything, I think (hope) that this will keep me accountable so that I'll actually follow through with the list.  I'm not a great writer, so this might be unreadable, but it's for me more than anyone else, so muddle through it, or don't read, I guess!

The only thing that might disappoint is this: I'm not going to reveal my list off the bat.  One thing at a time, maybe a few things at a time (or a few things in advance)... maybe before I check it off the list, maybe after.  But not all in one go.

So, first list item coming soon - this weekend at some point.  Kind of a cop out:

1. THROW A BIG ASS HOUSE PARTY.


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