Last week, there was a birthday in da house at #neighbornights — my friend, Liam!
Talk about neighbors turned into good friends. I can’t really imagine life in our loft without this guy. Liam is a born-and-raised New Yorker who followed a job to Kansas City and ended up living across the hall from me. And during the past two years that I’ve lived in this building, he has been my #1 neighbor.
He has a reputation for being our building’s “dog whisperer”, and Henry literally sprints to his door every time we head out for a walk to give a bark and see if Liam’s home. (And Liam returns the love and has graciously watched him during most of these blog trips that you see me taking.) He is also my #1 taste-tester for the blog, always happy to “take care of” leftovers whenever I’m testing and trying out new recipes for the blog. In return for food, he has helped me with many a household project. And always volunteers to be my honorary “roommate” whenever I sell crap on Craigslist, so that I’m not meeting people alone, which seems to happen fairly often with my ever-growing love for Craigslist. But more than anything, he’s just a really swell neighbor and an even better friend.
So when a little birdie (a.k.a. Facebook) told us that his birthday was coming up, all of our neighbors knew that this was a celebration we couldn’t miss. So one pair of neighbors brought him his favorite brats to grill. One neighbor brought him his favorite beer. And Yours Truly was in charge of my favorite birthday duty – the cake.
When I texted Liam to ask about his favorite dessert, his reply was “lemon anything”. And I remembered he had a fondness for meringue. So I decided to tackle a classic lemon meringue pie.
This day of the week (alright, and practically every other day) is usually reserved for Mexican food in mi casa. But today I’m taking a cue from my friend, Cynthia, and going Greek with these delicious fish tacos. In addition to being quite colorful, they are quite good.
Cynthia actually made these with chicken (since she’s a proud chicken-a-tarian, as she calls it, preferring only poultry) for a “welcome home” dinner when I returned from my trip to Europe. She and her husband, Joan, are from Spain and have traveled quite a bit around the continent themselves. So we had a great night sharing stories about our recent trips to Germany, Austria, Italy, Spain, and England…while their little French bulldog was at our feet waiting for crumbs…while eating Greek tacos. Nothing like a little tour of Europe over dinner.
The tacos definitely the hit of the meal though. So I thought I’d share a fish tacos version of them with you today…
Happy weekend, friends. I’ve been going through the results of our recent reader survey this weekend, which I will be sharing in full with you soon. And goodness, can I first just say that you all are amazing?!?
It was so (so) good to get to hear directly from you in the survey. And much more, to read through all of the thoughtful, encouraging, and just amazingly kind comments/notes that you all left. I was so humbled by the gracious things that you had to say about this blog, and to hear what the recipes and posts here have meant to you and your families over the years. It means so much to me that this site has been a part of your lives. So thank you for taking the time to write and share your feedback. You’re the best!!!
I am seriously in denial that it is the middle of August, that temperatures are back down to being in the 80s, that my Facebook feed is full of adorable kiddos proudly heading back to school, that Halloween candy has arrived in grocery stores, and that summer — my beloved summer — is nearly over.
Over the (now 5!) years that I have been food blogging, I have become accustomed to the random foods that grace my kitchen at some of the most random hours. This was especially true when I had my full-time job on top of blogging.
Grilled steak at 7am on a Tuesday in order to catch the natural light because I would be working late? Sure, we’ll start the day with some protein. Blueberry muffins at 5pm on a Friday after work before heading off to a happy hour? Eh, who doesn’t love breakfast for dinner?! Shooting 5 peach recipes in a day because they happened to be absolutely, perfectly ripe that day, and Lord knows when that will happen again? Carpe peach.
I’ve gotta hand it to my neighbors. Even on a sticky, hot, sun-beating-down-on-us summer night in the middle of August, they showed up yet again for our “neighbor nights” this past Tuesday. Just as they have done the Tuesday before that. And the Tuesday before that. And…
Yeah, they basically win the gold star for attendance. And awesomeness.