06 May 2011

Dominique Dalia Lincoln

I was going to post this photo a month ago and talk about baby preparations, my thoughts on pregnancy, and my fears of being responsible for a tiny human.

I never got to write that post. My daughter is apparently as impatient as I am. She was born on April 8th, just over three weeks early. Since she measured small in the ultrasounds indicating a later due date, and most first time moms go past their due dates, I was planning for a May baby and concerned that I would actually be carrying her until mid-May. I still had long lists of things I needed to get done before the baby came.

So, when I went into labor on the 8th, I was in denial. I was in denial when I went to the doctor’s office, to see if it really was my water that broke in the middle of the night, or if my pregnant body had finally lost bladder control. I planned to drive myself there and called B to simply let him know I was going. He was in the middle of getting his hair cut, and left right then to drive me. He pulled up with the hair trimmed on only half his head, like he was going back to a bad 80s look. I nearly lost bladder control laughing at the sight of him.

I was still in denial when we were sent to the hospital. I thought the doctor would tell me it was not actual labor, that I would have contractions for weeks to come, and simply send me home. I was still in denial when I was admitted to the hospital, thinking they would simply monitor me for a few hours and send me home. I even left clothes on under my hospital gown, convinced I’d be sent home. Good thing B insisted on taking the car seat, and the hospital bag he forced me to pack over the weekend.

Labor was surprisingly quick: 26 minutes of active labor, and 24 minutes of pushing. All natural. I did ask for an epidural, thinking that the excruciating pain I was suddenly in would last for hours and hours to come. The nurses and doctor thought I would be laboring for much longer and were just as surprised as I was when it was time to push just as the anesthesiologist got the catheter in my spine. Our impatient little girl was born red and screaming at 6:10 pm.

And now she's here. She weighed 5 lbs, 15 oz at birth, and got down to 5 lbs 5 oz. I never knew how people could hold such tiny babies; the youngest child I’d ever held before her was a 7 month old. But there I was in the hospital holding, feeding, and burping a tiny baby. Now that she’s over 7 lbs I find her easier to hold and work with. Although, it might simply be because I am used to her.

I was in awe of the tiny clothes we had, but she swam in even the smallest clothes we had. I didn’t think they could make clothes any smaller. They do.

Here she is at two weeks, looking cuter and cuter.

And sleeping at three weeks - notice how her arms are starting to get chubbier.

25 March 2011


The first signs of spring in our front yard. The lilac bushes are also starting to bud, and the tulip greens are peaking through. Yay!!

21 March 2011

Café Ardour

It's important to me to live in a city where I can walk from my house to a local coffee shop, breakfast restaurant, and bar (or two) in 20 minutes or less. It's best if there are several to choose from; it doesn't take long for me to find my favorite.

Fort Collins, like any good college town, has many coffee shops, each with a different atmosphere. I tend to shy away from the brainy ones, where I feel like I might need to be a pretentious student of the Beat generation to sit and sip my coffee. Or the celebrity ones where everyone goes to be seen, and where the coffee usually tastes burnt, and there is nowhere to sit.

Café Ardour is my favorite in Fort Collins, and not just because of their sour cream coffee cake (the best EVER - and if you ask nicely, they'll even give you the recipe). It is slightly off the regular Old Town path near the corner of Linden and Jefferson. It has a relaxed and comfortable feel and friendly staff - both key to a good coffee place. Like many other businesses in town, local art decorates the walls, and regularly rotates to feature new artists. There is also a wall of post cards received from various parts of the world. If I can't sit outside, I like to look at the post card wall and dream up trips, or remember places and people I've known.

Café Ardour makes some of the best coffee in town (another necessity in a coffee place). Since I can't enjoy a good espresso or cappuccino right now (and decaf is just a poor replacement), I've been drinking unsweetened Bhakti Chai lattes. I won't drink any other chai beverage since I tried the Bhakti Chai. Usually chai lattes are so sweet I feel like I might fall into a diabetic coma once I've finished my drink; but the Bhakti Chai is well spiced without the sweetness.

All the baked goods are made in-house daily, and they use local and organic ingredients for everything. They serve breakfast and lunch as well, but I've never eaten anything other than the coffee cake. Brad is a huge fan of their ginger cookies, and more recently their granola cookies. One of these days I'll make my way down there for a quick lunch.

17 March 2011


Happy St. Patrick's Day!

14 March 2011

St. Patrick's Day Parade

I don't particularly like parades - standing smooshed on the sidewalk trying not to push people out of the way so I can get a glimpse of something. But, I do like watching people prepare for parades. They're excited, spraying colors into their hair, and thinking that no one is watching them.

I took a few pictures before the parade downtown this weekend. Check them out on my flickr page.

10 March 2011

Three Months and a Beer Dinner

Last night was Funkwerks' first beer dinner at Choice City Butcher & Deli. Seven courses and seven beers. This is the kind of thing we were all excited about when we started down this road. It was fantastic to be able to enjoy the night with friends!

It was also our quarter anniversary - well, three months to the day since we opened the tap room. We're a bit conflicted as to which anniversary to celebrate: The day we got our alcohol licenses? The day we brewed our first 1 bbl batch? Our first 15 bbl batch? The day we sold our first beer? I say we celebrate them all!

The picture above is the remnants of the dinner with the last course having just been served. I failed once again to bring a real camera with me, even though I'd been reminding myself all day to do so. And, I failed to take any other pictures than the one above.

On the menu:

Caspar paired with buffalo carpaccio, capers, and a horseradish mustard

White paired with dolmas in a light tomato sauce

Saison paired with spinach and pine nut empanadas

Māori King paired with matambre - flank steak stuffed with carrots, hard boiled egg, and

Belgian Resistance paired with wild boar tenderloin and a little salad

French Resistance paired with truffeilo mac & cheese
This was my favorite pairing. The sweetness of our French Resistance really complimented the cheese - and, of course, I love pasta.

Barrel Aged Saison paired with a cabernet cupcake
Our Saison aged in 2008 American oak chardonnay barrels from Rombauer Vineyards in Napa - a rich Saison with oak and vanilla aromas and a hint of tangerine.

07 March 2011


Time seems to speed up as I get older. It's a conspiracy; I'm just not sure who the conspirators are.

I realized recently that we've lived in our house for a year now. A lot has changed in that year: the brewery is up and running, we have two cats, a baby on the way, I've been writing for other publications, we've made good friends and have settled into life in Fort Collins, and the yard is even more out of control than ever.

Just two years ago we were transitioning from living in Chicago to Munich. I wandered around Bavaria and the alps while Brad finished school.

The more things change during a year, the faster time slips by.

24 February 2011


Meet Penelope.
She is almost 4 months old, and weighs about the same.

She's a trouble maker. Thankfully, she sleeps a lot.

She loves Sam. Sam is still a bit reluctant.

21 February 2011


... because they make me smile and it feels like spring outside

17 February 2011

Funkwerks Parties

As I mentioned last time, I've been busy. One of the things consuming my time on top of my regular work load was planning an opening party for Funkwerks. We have been open for a couple of months now, but waited until January to have an opening party. Planning a party for over 200 people was more work than I anticipated. For years I mocked party planners, now I appreciate the amount of work that goes into these things.

Here are some pictures from the event. They were all taken by other people, since I was too tired or lazy to bring my camera out that night.

In case anyone was wondering.

Walnut Street Gallery provided artwork for the event to make the brewery look prettier. We had art from Jeffrey Berryman and Rod Johnson.

Barrels make a nice backdrop to the food.

Choice City Butcher provided the appetizers: crudités, hummus made with our White and nita crisps (generously donated by the good people at Nita Crisp), Saison Sausage en croûte, Southwest Sushi made with our Māori King, and BBQ sliders with sauce made with our Belgian Resistance. We also had truffles made with our Belgian Resistance from Cafe Vino.

The Nu Classics provided the entertainment in the brewery. And, Dave Hill played guitar in the tap room.

Jean and Ted served beer in the brewery.

Laura and Nicole were serving in the tap room. This is Laura filling a growler for someone that night.

Jean and Laura who make the tap room a fun place on a daily basis.

We had a great turn out from the Fort Collins community, about 250 people, if not a little more over the course of the night.

Everyone had a great time - there was even a robot dance off towards the end of the night.

And, finally, the current Funkwerks spokesbaby, Isaac Shambo looking adorable.

15 February 2011


I have not disappeared, I have just been extremely busy. I'll add several posts in the coming days on what I've been up to, and I promise to be more consistent with future posts.

I went to Portland for several days in January to visit friends. I hadn't been there in nearly three years, and I missed the city and my friends. But, I did a terrible job with the pictures on this trip, so there isn't much to see.

I mostly spent time hanging out with friends. I doubled my shameful bowling score. I ate good food. Although I missed Voodoo Doughnuts, I had tacos at ¿Por Que No? twice, to satisfy my craving for the now closed Taqueria Nueve. I walked around the city and my old neighborhoods. I looked at cute shops and debated whether I really needed another cute winter hat. I did.

The city is full of shops with, well, junk. Stuff that is cute, but that no one actually needs. Fossil candle holders? Another bag with a bird on it? My friends bought me the cutest diaper bag (more on that later) with, of course, birds on it from Queen Bee. I actually bought another bag there as well, but with a flower on it. Just for the record, I am not a bag hoarder (I now have a total of four purses, and this was the first one I bought in six years... just for the record).

This is a clip from the IFC's Portlandia show about the birds on everything.

And another clip. The show is dead on.

Portland, where you can shop for dresses in a mobile double decker bus, eat at a different food cart for months straight, and eves drop on conversations about someone's friend Phoenix's daughter Asia. I wonder if Phoenix changed her name, or if it's a generational thing in her family.

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