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Posted on May 3, 2011 in Dear Diary, Food, Pup Posts | 11 comments

The Dog Days of Summer

Clever, right? I know, I’m a post titling genius. NBD. Well, mayhaps I need to explain why this post is titled that, no? (Be forewarned that it is slightly gross.)

Yesterday I took the puppers to the dog park to enjoy the nice weather and let off some steam. We were there probably 15 or 20 minutes, when Harry came running up and jumped up onto the table I was sitting at (as he often does.) I noticed something shiny on the bridge of his nose, and thought for a moment that one of the other dogs had bit him… until I got a closer look.


It was a TICK! Ewewewewewewewewewewewew. Blech. GROSS. Stupid bloodsucking parasite (insert joke that my dad would make about me being the same, haha.) Since the ticks are out and about, you know that it’s quickly getting to be summer, sigh. I give both of my dogs Frontline topical flea & tick medication, but it can take up to 12 hours or something for the tick to die and fall off (they die from the medication in the dog’s blood or on its skin or something) and I didn’t want to A) wait that long or B) risk having a dead tick fall off in my bed or something. VOM.

I quickly scooped up the dogs and drove straight to… my mommy’s house. You’re never too old to go to your parents in a crisis, I say! Not that this was really a crisis, but it was gross and I didn’t want to have to deal with it alone. What can I say? I’m a wimp.


I pulled up a “How to Safely Remove a Tick from Your Dog” tutorial on my phone, and we got down to business:

1. Using tweezers (don’t touch with your hand), grasp the tick as close to the skin as possible and firmly pull out without squishing the bug.)

2. Put into a cup full of rubbing alcohol and watch it slowly squirm to death (disgustingly fascinating.) Also, check to make sure that the tiny, revolting head of the tick is still attached to the body and not still embedded in your dog (this rarely happens.)

3. Rub a little rubbing alcohol or antiseptic on the bite site (rhyming!) and send your pet on his merry way.

4. Flush that sucker down the toilet in victory!


Aaaaand now that I’ve sufficiently grossed you out, let’s look at pictures of food! (Advance apologies for the lazy iPhone pics):


Dinner last night was a hodgepodge of stuff. First, I set the oven to a nice 400 degrees, and threw in a tray of fingerling potatoes covered in olive oil, fresh rosemary, and a new seasoning I picked up from Penzey’s Spices (best store EVER).


I let those do their thang (about 30 minutes, moving ’em around once) while I prepared my… *drumroll please*


Brussels sprouts!

Yes, that’s right, after my disastrous first attempt with cooking them I have still decided to give them another try. I decided to try to recreate the surprisingly tasty b. sprouts I had at my birthday dinner at Founding Farmers a few weeks back.


I cut off the stems and sliced the little brains in half, then “marinated” them in maple syrup and tossed them in a pan with a little EVOO. A tiny bit of salt & pepper was added to the bunch as well, and then I just let them do their thing. Then after they were almost done cooking, I crumbled a couple strips of already cooked bacon (from brunch over the weekend) into the pan:


Unfortunately, I should have taken them off of the stove pretty much at this point. You can tell in the above picture that they’re almost done! But… I got distracted, and the maple syrup ended up getting super caramelized and many of the leaves were too hard and chewy to eat. Sad! But the ones that weren’t completely hardened in syrup were actually quite delicious! I think that with proper execution this would have been a real winner. I may even end up a brussels sprouts convert…!

After the potatoes were done, I pulled them out of the oven and composed my dish, hiding the blackened sprouts on the bottom, ahaha.


Earlier I had baked up an almond cake & cupcakes because I was desperate to try out my new almond extract that I had also purchased from Penzeys, so I had one for dessert. Result? AMAZINGNESS. Seriously, the best tasting cake I think I’ve ever made (and considering the fact that my experimental cooking doesn’t usually translate into baking, I was extra impressed.)


It’s dairy-free (though uses eggs) and moderately healthier since I utilized half whole wheat flour (I bet the texture would be even better if I had remembered that I still had some whole wheat pastry flour in my pantry, haha.) I’ll definitely be posting a recipe soon, along with pictures that actually do it justice.


Who is the official bug killer in your household? For me, it’s anyone BUT me. I do NOT do well with anything creepy and crawly and… *shudder* Some of you may think that I just need to man up, but I say that as long as there’s someone else there willing to do it, I shouldn’t have to! 😀


  1. Oh no! That’s awful!
    I would be nervous to get bit by a tick myself. Don’t they carry Lyme disease??

    • That’s what I’ve always heard! Hence the extra dramatic freaking out, haha.

      • the ticks that carry lyme disease are the tiny ones (deer ticks) not the big ones like you took a picture of.

  2. I will take care of bugs if I’m home alone, but Jason takes care of them if he is home. And he is nice enough to take the bugs outside and let them go. Sorry I’m too scared that they will jump on me during that transit time so I squish them 🙁

    • I know that there are many bleeding heart hippies out there that are likely to disagree with me, but you will never find me squealing out “No! Don’t kill it!” to a nasty creepy-crawly in my house. Squish that thang!! I don’t even have much sympathy for ladybugs. Hahahaha

  3. I am just shocked that you’ve never had a tick on you! We would get ticks on us a lot playing outside when we were little. When we came inside my mom made us go check for ticks. In almost 26 years I’ve never had lyme disease.

  4. EW Bugs are gross. anyone but me does the job. but when my dog had a tick on him we lit a match, blew it out, then put the hot ember on the tick to kill it and make sure it was dead so that it releases the dog and doesn’t leave part of the tick on your dog, beneath the surface or what not…congrats on the almost successful Brussel sprouts!

  5. The husband is the official bug killer in the house.
    Try roasting the sprouts, they are delicious!

  6. I’m the official bug killer in the house because I’m not squeamish around them. I am squeamish around any rodents though.


  7. i make Dan take care of bugs- he is nice and lets them all go outside, i can’t recall the last bug we killed. Sometimes when he’s not home i’ll take a cup and place it over the bug if it’s on the floor or table or something and just leave it there til Dan gets home and takes care of it, haha.


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