Showing posts with label wine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wine. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Mi Mamá y Hermanito

Happy Fall Day to You!

It may not feel like the season is changing where you are, but here we are feeling the tickle of damp, chilly temps on our skin. Our Montana blood has thinned over the summer and has yet to thicken to its viscous winter consistency. Fall is here in the west.

Mom and Nick, my little brother, were just here for a long visit over Labor Day Weekend. They wore me out, as our schedule was filled to the brim with activites. We were either stretching our legs with exercise or enjoying each other's company over great food, friends and drinks. I dare mention the red wine consumption....let's just say we tried to taste ALL the ones we thought were or might be worth trying, and we succeeded. Please enjoy the following photos which document their visit.

Mom in boots and a skirt
on my cruiser after a martini or two.

K-Mac, Mom and I
at the Willie Nelson Concert
in Big Sky, MT.

Karen is the best at concerts.

Mr. Willie Nelson


Bill and Desiree

See how fun she is?

Shrimp, Procuitto and Pineapple
appetizer at the cabin.

Talapia Fish Tacos
that were savory-licious!

My Food Model,
Nick.

Mom cooked up camp
bisquits in a hole with fire coals,
I took notes.
She is the best camp cook I know,
truthfully.
I have taken all my good tips from her...
because cooking on an open fire is a
refined skill.

Hot bisquits.

The Sauna/ Bath House
has a chimney,
benches,
and smells within
like a freshly cut cedar tree.


A black bear on our hike up
South Cottonwood Creek.

Say whaaaa?



Nick and Max Lowry

Also accomplished on this trip.....
hand written notes in sharpey marker on the back of my important family art with Mom's help,
Mom polished my toe nails in turquoise blue,
I realized what a nice person Nick has become (his manners are fantastic and I am so proud),
Mom and I traded each other's small for big clothes ( I am a shrimp and she is tall),
giggle, giggle, giggle,
drink more wine,
and lastly....
Jeff (middle-bro) and I were 12 and 17 years old when Nick was born and so he was mostly raised by himself, but we are all so much alike it isn't even funny.

Thanks so much for the visit...
MOM and NICK,
we had a blast.

With Much Love,
Bizcocho

Friday, December 11, 2009

I am grateful for my friends!

The Trunk Show at our house was a success!
I am truly grateful today,
and it all because of the
stunning support shown
by my friends.
Thanks especially to:
Kelly and Kaden
Robyn
Jess
Laura
Troy.
And thanks to those that let me know they had other plans :)

I truly do appreciate your looking after my
creations and finding a home for them.
But more importantly, I really enjoyed
sipping cocktails and eating snacks
with you,
even if it were only for a bit,
I loved it.

I know I have been super busy,
so I want to say:
I love you all!




I have been smithing this morning to gather
a few more goodies for the show at
Fusion Salon in Bozeman on Saturday.
Stop by if you can make it.

And I have more:
Absolute Boston Cranberry Mojitos
Hot Spiced Wine
and Crab Puffs.
Do come over for happy hour if you will.
Hubby and I will be home about 5:30pm,
for we are off to acquire our ski passes and
do a bit of sooshing.
EEEEEEE, SHREEEK!
My skis are still new from last year
and I almost forgot they were pink.

Brimming with glee
Bisquit Can Ski

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Pacific North West, How I Love Thee

Whether it is the moss, the ferns, the milder temps, the amazing trees, the smells, the hustle and bustle of city life, the public transportation, coffee shops by the gazillions, seafood...
I love it in the PNW.

As planned, I met up with hubby on Thursday night in Portland, OR. We have been having a joyous time and the Christmas Party was a success.

Columbia River

Mossy

Mossy Mosserson

Where ferns grow all year.

Some of our holiday favorites.
If you make a bar, they will drink.

I hope your weekend is splendid
and I will chat with you upon returning to Montana.

Peachily in the PNW,
Bizcochito
(the little bisquit)