Just got back from the dinner party over at Tina and Rick’s place… Jack is a damn good cook.
The prime rib was perfect. Jack is now officially the only person on Earth who can make 4 cuts of prime rib, medium rare to well done, simultaneously with one chunk of meat. I dunno how he did it, but everyone got exactly what they wanted and the 6 pound chunk of boneless meat was only in the oven for an hour.
He also has discovered some way to make real baked potatoes in the microwave in less than 15 minutes.
I think the only thing he prepared “normally” was the corn on the cob which was prepared via a big blue enameled pot of boiling water.
He got there at 3pm on the nose and had the entire meal served by 4:15, and that includes the sautéed mushrooms and onions and tossed salads.
Anyways, after stuffing myself I spent a few hours hearing all about Jack’s exploits up here in Vail back in the 70’s from Tina and hearing all about the latest conspiracy theories from Rick. All in all it was a pleasant evening even if it was in *another* smoke filled house.
They do have this cool “smoke eater” thing which does a pretty nice job of clearing the air and I found myself sitting right next to it while we chit-chatted. Though even with the cool gizmo I’m hacking up a lung and I smell like I’ve gone walkabout to all of the local bars tonight… Sigh.
All in all I had a lot of fun. I’m not the world’s most social being and it usually takes and act of divine intervention to get me to go out somewhere, but Tina and Rick are pretty earthy people and I find them to be pleasant to hang around… After all, anyone who has a “hippie room” which has no furniture but a mattress in the middle of the floor, a stereo, 12 kinds of lava lights, tie dye tapestries on the walls, black lights, and lots of really neat 60’s artwork all over the place has got to be cool. That and they like Yes which immediately adds 2-3 points to your “cool” score. 🙂
See, Tina and Rick are real hippies. I mean *real* hippies… Tina says she’s around 50, but she never lost her penchant for Lennon glasses, tie dye, and all the other things that the 60’s were known for, if you get my drift.
Well I got out of there at about 8:30 and Jack is so sloshed he’s spending the night there. If I hadn’t forgot my scotch I’d probably be spending the night there too.
And with that I think I’m going to sign off for the night, take a hot shower, and burn the clothes I’m wearing.
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