I like Eggs Benedict and I like Mexican food. One over-caffeinated morning I wondered, "What if they had a baby?" and this meal was the result. I call it Huevos Benedicto.
Ford recently flew me to Dearborn, Michigan for a tour of their headquarters. Not just a factory tour, though: this was a tour through some of the labs involved in bringing the new 2015 Ford Mustang to life.
Now, I love cars -- pretty much all of them, actually. But I have a real soft spot for the Ford Mustang. So this "making of" tour of the all-new for 2015 Mustang was sort of a bucket list item I didn't even know I could put on my list.
I primarily read about two things online: cars and tech. After nearly twenty years online, I figure my internet habits have become quite refined. I can chew through the day's news on those two topics in about twenty minutes. I don't Facebook—which I suspect is probably a good thing—and while I like Twitter, I'm terrible about visiting it often.
A few years ago, I found myself thinking about buying a Jeep. Not a Grand Cherokee, or a Liberty, Patriot, or Compass, but a proper the-doors-and-roof-come-off Jeep. I realized then that nobody makes a better Jeep (that I can buy here in North America, that is) than the Jeep TJ (now the Wrangler). This meant that for a very attainable price, I could have "the very best." Sweet, I thought, I can have the Bugatti, the Louis Vuitton, the Dom Perignon of Jeeps.
I bought that Jeep. It was horrible. And months later, I sold it.
So I decided to take my over-powered computer speakers home. Well, technically I took home the subwoofer and threw out the crappy speakers, but that's another story.
Saturday mornings usually start one of two ways: a gentle kiss on the cheek accompanied by two smiling faces hovering over mine, or violent shaking accompanied by two tiny, impatient, chattering faces hovering over mine. Either way, I'm up! We let mommy sleep as long as we can (usually while we make pancakes) and eagerly await her sunny face peeking around the corner to join us. That's when some of the best Saturdays take shape. When my wife wakes up, she often does so with an inspired idea for a day trip.
This is the first time I've ever written on the subject of Father's Day. It's not a day I really look forward to. I mostly think of it as a chance to sell greeting cards. My kids and my wife tend to spoil me, which I like, but despite their efforts, I feel odd about this day. Guilty, even.
I was at the park the other day with Mason and Story when my friend Jason appeared with his twins. He lives close by, but this was not his local park. He told me that he and the kids were "park hopping." Great idea! I'm totally banking that idea for next weekend.
Not even lousy weather could take the warm and fuzzies off of an opportunity to climb behind the wheel of not one, but two different Police Interceptors (that’s fancy police jargon for cars, I think) on a closed course and driving them like I stole them.
Thanks to Ford Canada, I had just that chance on a cold, grey day in April.
As the husband of a successful mom and entrepreneur, this is a topic near and dear to my heart. I've seen first hand how tirelessly Alexandria (also known as Clippo) worked to build her business. Which is why I'm so happy I was able to help out early on to vet her business ideas to find one that paid her a decent wage for her blood, sweat, and tears.
Personally, I use a full-sized brewer. It makes copious amounts of coffee at once in the most cost-effective way. But sometimes one cup of coffee is really all you need. Whether you’re grabbing a little alone time, or married to a weirdo that doesn’t “do” coffee (seriously, that’s weird), there are times brewing a full pot is both a waste of time and potentially a waste of the other black gold.
There's no getting around it, I don't have a current enough vocabulary to describe the 2012 Hyundai Veloster in terms that will resonate with the 20-somethings I figure are the Veloster's target market. At first glance, at least, this looks like a car designed for 20-somethings, doesn't it? Is it hip? Dope? Rad? Sweet? I haven't the foggiest idea — I'm a dad, and even if I did, coming out of my mouth they'd still be awkward.
First off, you should know that I LOVE mayonnaise. I was raised on toasted tomato and egg salad sandwiches, with extra mayo. There was nothing worse than boiling up a couple eggs, or having a beautiful Ontario-grown field tomato and finding an empty jar of mayo at the back of the fridge.
So, now you know about the health benefits of coffee, which is great, because you were already a coffee fiend anyway. But you also want to save money like Sarah. Well, here's an easy way to save some money on Starbucks coffee with very little sacrifice.
Thinking back, I've had a long history with Ford Mustangs...
Way back, my uncle drove me by my school once in his Mustang. He peeled rubber in front of the school, leaving long black streaks on the pavement which made me smile every day for at least a week after.
I first drove manual in my aunt's red on white GT convertible on a perfect summer day in the hills of Vancouver. I can still remember the clutch being so hard to press my leg started to cramp and shake while waiting for a light to change green.
My son Mason has food allergies. Just four: eggs, dairy, nuts and fish. Fish is the scariest. The night we found out he was allergic to fish turned into an ambulance ride to the emergency room. Nuts we avoid entirely, but soy butter makes that pretty easy to do. His allergy to dairy is slowly receding; yogurt doesn't contain the same protein that he's allergic to in cow milk and cheese doesn't seem to contain enough to cause any form of reaction any more. Thank goodness for that, because goat's milk mozzarella is about four times more expensive than regular mozzarella.
