A trip to the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk isn't complete without a round or three of the dime toss game (pictured left). If you aim just right and land a dime in one of the glass dishes swirling by, you can take home your glass treasure. I remember the excitement as a kid, when I landed a dime right inside one of those seemingly precious nick-knacks...who knows after how many dollars worth of dime tosses. Sadly, I have worse aim these days. I didn't win anything during our June trip to Santa Cruz to celebrate my fiance's birthday. I did, however, get to spend some time at the beach and relive the exhilarating terror of the Giant Dipper Rollercoaster, a wooden coaster built in 1924. I also had the pleasure of indulging in a deep fried corn dog as we walked down the boardwalk back to our hotel. The mustard goes so well with the fried goodness of the dough. The dog itself is almost secondary to the whole thing. It was just as I remembered it as a child! Sunday, November 1, 2009
Coasters and Corndogs
A trip to the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk isn't complete without a round or three of the dime toss game (pictured left). If you aim just right and land a dime in one of the glass dishes swirling by, you can take home your glass treasure. I remember the excitement as a kid, when I landed a dime right inside one of those seemingly precious nick-knacks...who knows after how many dollars worth of dime tosses. Sadly, I have worse aim these days. I didn't win anything during our June trip to Santa Cruz to celebrate my fiance's birthday. I did, however, get to spend some time at the beach and relive the exhilarating terror of the Giant Dipper Rollercoaster, a wooden coaster built in 1924. I also had the pleasure of indulging in a deep fried corn dog as we walked down the boardwalk back to our hotel. The mustard goes so well with the fried goodness of the dough. The dog itself is almost secondary to the whole thing. It was just as I remembered it as a child! 
Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall...
Strawberry, Nectarine, and Concord Grape Salad. This salad is a tribute to the
changing seasons. Bright summer fruits meld well with the intense, dark sweetness of Fall's concord grape. When you pop one grape in your mouth and bite down the fruit slips right out of its inky purple skin. Though you are bound to bite into a seed or two, the inconvenience will likely not phase you. There is something addicting about this flavor. It is the essence of childhood...memories of grape juice, and grape jelly, grape stains, and purple teeth.
There isn't much of a recipe for this one. I made it about 4 weeks ago (I'm a little behind on my blogging, school is in full swing). Just slice the strawberries and nectarines to your liking and add the whole grapes, toss with a little lemon juice to preserve the color of the fruit. If you can't make the salad, honestly just try the grape. It will transport you in the first bite.
changing seasons. Bright summer fruits meld well with the intense, dark sweetness of Fall's concord grape. When you pop one grape in your mouth and bite down the fruit slips right out of its inky purple skin. Though you are bound to bite into a seed or two, the inconvenience will likely not phase you. There is something addicting about this flavor. It is the essence of childhood...memories of grape juice, and grape jelly, grape stains, and purple teeth.There isn't much of a recipe for this one. I made it about 4 weeks ago (I'm a little behind on my blogging, school is in full swing). Just slice the strawberries and nectarines to your liking and add the whole grapes, toss with a little lemon juice to preserve the color of the fruit. If you can't make the salad, honestly just try the grape. It will transport you in the first bite.
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