Patios, parks, or before a yoga class… My vice happens to be anything in a bottle alongside some early 90s punk rock. For the most part, I like to keep things classy…But because it’s almost impossible to stop yourself from doing the pogo and making less than flattering facial expressions while actively singing along to your favorite lyrics, you must ensure that at least one part of this liquid fueled mess has some level of style.
You can act like a total lunatic, but if you are holding a fancy schmancy drink in your hand people assume you’re a well educated individual letting loose after a long day, not a nut job stuck in 1995 that re-lives the glory days every evening in your backyard… I meannnn…..Let’s face it you aren’t doing yourself any favours staying up until 4am every Saturday night…
The great thing about this drink is that you can make a bunch and keep it in your fridge for a super long time! Like I always say, be prepared.
2 parts Acai berry juice
1 part fresh lime juice
1 part agave nectar
2 parts club soda
1 package basil, roughly chopped
Cucumbers and lemons, sliced for garnish
Take a glass jar a fill it with tequila, now you’re going to want to insert a straw and sip… juuuuust kidding….. Add a handful of basil and muddle it, let that sit in your fridge anywhere from 1-4 days depending on your patience and desired basil flavour. Combine 1 part lime juice, 1 part agave, and your desired amount of basil infused tequila in a shaker… I like doubles…
Shake the crap out of that… and add it to your glass… top with half acai and half soda water, garnish with cucumber and lime. There you have it, so let’s raise a glass to appearing like you’ve got your shit together… Salud!
Days off for someone like myself are few and far between. I treat each day off as if it were the last day alive. I wake up early, and do some yoga. This prepares me for the day ahead, it clears my mind of lingering worries and stagnant stresses. It also allows me to enjoy the next 12 hours of worry free adventure. And beer, I drink beer as I meditate… don’t hate.
After an hour of downward dogs and attempted handstands followed by properly executed arm balances I found myself hungry … Now many my regular readers will go ahead and assume that I blended up one of my many random, but delicious smoothies. FALSE!!! on Saturdays I eat cake! ( also yummy in a smoothie btw) yesterday I baked a gluten free vegan chocolate cake for a friend. I had leftover dough….
After my well deserved cake fiesta I visited my stylist at Blonde Salon. I am horrible at maintaining an Elegant coiff so obviously I was reprimanded on arrival. But I made up for it in inappropriate jokes and X rated story time. Personally I believe I should get a “Most inappropriate client” award or something… Just sayin’ …
They were nice enough to let me eat my Belmonte Raw salad on the rooftop
Now I realize this may not be for everyone, but I personally believe that antiquing is not just a sport for the elderly. I have been on a hunt for a 1920s style crystal bar set for quite some time. And so, on my walk from the east side to the west side I just had to stop in every vintage shop I could. No success today… I did find this though… A old school peeping tom pervert machine! AND ITS ALL MINE!!!!!
I have a reputation for cultivating random friendships from all of my experiences, both exciting and not so exciting. One of these encounters was at the Bang On tshirt store on queen. I wandered in to say hello and found @brandon_jftd and his multiple packed lunches. A man after my own heart. I, myself keep a plethora of snacks and meals in my purse at all times. Sweet appetite bro.
and sweet cat shirt.. I want that, give it me right MEOW!!!!!!
No day off would be complete without my daily two hours of blog writing. Today I spent that time on the Tequila Bookworm patio with a pint of Denisons and lush green surroundings. I had the whole place to myself. I was THIS close to taking my pants off… But stopped myself just as the kind server man came to check on me… Next time waiter man, next time.
After 3 hours on the patio alone and blogging all I gots on the brain is TACO TACO TACO TACO TACO TACO TACO… so I’m going to fill that craving now … HAPPY DAY OFF FRIENDS!
For the past ten days I have been a vegan on the road. Planes, trains and a Ford Focus took us to two countries and 2 states, too many cities to count, with enough water and granola bars to feed a small country. The heat was, well –hot and the beer was, well–warm. But the music was sonic wonder and the dancing, uncontrollable.
First Stop: LA, There’s nothing like a hike up the Hollywood Hills as soon as you step off a plane.
A hike up the Hollywood Hills deserves a meal right? Right! We hit up the famous raw and vegan Cafe Gratitude thanks to a recommendation made by my friend Lyndsy Fonseca. You are right girl! That place was the bomb diggity! One round of Raw Tacos, one Mushroom Veggie Burger, and one Raw Coconut Cream Pie a la mode later…
Second Stop: VEGAS and not pronounced like most normal humans beings do, no here in Cando & Saralicious land we pronounced it with a hard “a” and “g” …. VAGas. Yup juuuust to be vulgar.
The trip started out as most do, with some Queen, air guitar and really poor singing…
After a hard day of travelling we decided the pool and some larger than life tequila’s were in order. If you’ve ever wondered what $50 in tequila looks like, there you have it! Thanks for the highway robbery Aria !
After a little sight seeing, drinks, unsuccessful gambling, burnt tits, a huge trip to Walmart, and one horrible, debilitating hangover, we hop back in the Focus and make our way to Indio, California.
Third Stop: COACHELLA Indio, California –110 degrees. 36 bands, 3 bottles of sun screen, 4 hats, five cases of beer, 2 cases of water, a baby pool, 2 meals, and no sleep — This is Coachella.
Like any other roadtrip we take, we like to keep ourselves occupied with car tunes, air drums and made up songs about absolutely nothing…
It’s hard to give a top 5 in terms of performances as they were all so different and I had such different experiences at each but here is my loose list of top 5′s, in no particular order (most likely to change again by tomorrow).
2. St. Vincent
Even as I look at that I am recalling allllll the other incredible acts… but that list will have to do for now.
If you missed out, here is the full lineup … if you haven’t been to a festival get off your ass and go to at least one! And none of this Ottawa’s Bluesfest shit, a REAL music festival!
And with this I leave you a picture of my dirt stained feet (seriously, they’re still filthy!) and a clip of Sara playing air Metallica.