Fred's a drug dealer

And doughnuts are my drug.



Fred packed me a snack for work. Cute.Yummy.

Diet Failure: Reason #97

A while back on a public access channel, we saw a review of The Gourmet Pizza Shoppe in Redlands. We figured it was fancy because they used the Middle English version of ‘shop’ (side note: I hate when people use ‘shoppe’ and ‘centre’ as a way of fanci-fying their establishments -- annoying …but that’s not the point of the post.). So the guy on the show had all kinds of crazy pizzas like some that have pasta on them and a dessert pizza made with peanut butter and jelly. So while we waited to see King Kong, we ran across it and thought we’d try it. The place is not as fancy as it sounds but it was cute.

I love breakfast food, so I ordered the Granny’s House mini pizza. It had (in order from crust to top) country gravy, scrambled eggs, bacon, sliced potatoes and cheddar cheese.

Fred’s a big Mexican so he had the Oaxaca pizza which had refried beans, enchilada sauce, ground beef, black beans, rice, green chiles, Cholula sauce, and corn chips. (j/k about Fred being a big Mexican…he’s just a normal, assimilated Mexican. He chose this pizza because he has a fast metabolism and he can eat crazy quantities of food and since I do not have a fast metabolism, he is leading me down a dangerous road. Fred: Diet failure #1).

My pizza tasted like a breakfast sandwich and Fred’s tasted like nachos. So I guess this wouldn’t be the place for pizza purists. I want to go back and try the All-American Burger and Frankenstein Pizzas but I don’t think I’ll be trying the Wild Mayan. Here’s a menu (scroll down to the bottom to see the dessert pizzas). I wonder if Susan’s been here because they have a pizza named the Suzy Wong.

Jakob's 2nd Birthday

What started out as a “cake and ice cream party” for a few close family members, turned into the social event of the year…well for the toddler set at least. We celebrated Jakob’s 2^nd birthday with a Sesame Street party. I think we were all more excited for the party than he was.

You can’t have a party at the Gonzalez house with lots of good food (I guess my food obsession runs in the family). The menu consisted of fried chicken and potatoes from Slavko’s Harbor Poultry , cake, cookies, and cheese rolls from Porto’s Bakery , my mom’s macaroni salad and my aunt’s broccoli salad.

I like to think of myself as the crafter in the family, but my sister Julie outdid herself with the decorations and party favors. For the centerpieces, each table had a Sesame Street character in a pose.

For the party favors, she made really cute flannel bags tied with a ribbon and a small tag I made for the occasion. The really young kids got a Sesame Street CD and some toddler-friendly snacks and the older kids got the typical party candy. Since most people at the party didn’t actually have kids, she gave the adults two large cookies in a glassine bag and sealed it with a sticker I had made for her. Oh and she also raffled off some gifts to keep the adults entertained.

Jakob couldn’t care less about the food, gifts, or the guests since he acted shy most of the time, even with his future girlfriend Mia around. But by the time most people left, he was having a ball playing with his Thomas the Train toys (Thomas? Who knew? What happened to Elmo?). Hopefully he had fun, although I doubt he’ll ever have any recollection of the event. My brother-in-law told Julie that it wasn’t Jakob’s party, it was Julie and DeeDee’s party. Duh! What’s the point of having kids around if you can’t throw overdone birthday parties for kids who couldn’t care less?