Darling, That's Why It's Called Frozen Yogurt

Cocaine Princess here.

I try my best not to indulge in fast food during the week but once in a while it's okay to have a cheat day. Sister and I this past week ate at The Pickle Barrel.  Sister had been there a few times but this was my first time eating there. As luck would have it the restaurant was located in the mall we happened to be shopping in and when lunch time rolled around by some miracle sister suggested we eat there for lunch rather than the food court. I must say it came as a total shock. I looked up at the skylight and I could have sworn I saw a few piggies fly by. Upon entering inside I must say I was impressed. Very nice decor! We were seated at a table for two.  

Here's the table I wanted to sit at. Unfortunately it wasn't available. According to the hostess it was reserved. 

Our friendly waiter came by and introduced himself while handing sister and I our menus. I scanned through the cocktail list.

Had I been on vaycay I would have ordered a drinkie without any hesitation but since I wasn't and given it was only a little after 1pm I decided on a Coke.

For appetizers we selected the Mac and Cheese poppers.

The fried puff balls came with a side of spicy tomato sauce. I took my first bite and wasn't very impressed. Spicy?! Hmm, I think the chef needs to look up the meaning of that word. Both the sauce and popper was so bland that it was blah.

I decided to smoother the little thing in as much cracked black pepper as I could.

Much better! My taste buds were delighted.

I scanned through the main menu and at first I was going to have the Cali Chicken Grilled Cheese.

Instead I went with this:

  
Classic House Burger
"House are burgers made using fresh ground Angus beef, served
with kicker “secret sauce”, lettuce, tomato, pickle on a brioche bun, with french fries and coleslaw."

I requested no pickle. This Princess has a serious dislike for pickles. Ick!

Once again I flooded the entire meal with pepper. What can I say? My Latin taste buds prefer spicy over bland. The hamburger was quite good as were the fries. They were the fresh cut kind with the skin slightly still on them, however I wasn't too impressed with the kicker secret sauce. I have a feeling it was just regular spicy mayo. I especially liked the coleslaw. It contained hints of cilantro. Yummy!

After every meal one must have dessert. And to be honest at that point this is all my stomach could handle. A strawberry frozen yogurt.

After two spoonfuls I couldn't believe I had given myself a brain freeze.
 
"OMG this is so damn cold," I said while holding the sides of the head. " Well darling, that's why it's called frozen yogurt and not hot yogurt," replied sister.

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Take a look at this. If anything I found it amusing. The burgers cost $9.99 each while the mac and cheese poppers cost $8.99. In total there were only 4 and were a little smaller than the size of golf balls. 

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday. 

Whatever your plans are have a wonderful weekend & enjoy the 1st
day of June.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess



 

A Psychological Trick......Hmm?

Cocaine Princess

I'd like to think I have a good sense of humor. I like a good joke every now and then after all they say laughter is the best medicine. As for pulling pranks, it's been ages since I pulled one. I use to when I was little, nothing too extreme though. I remember hiding around the corner in one of the hallways in our house and yelling boo to my sister almost scaring her to death which probably explains why she tormented me so much. For instance for years she convinced me that I was adopted and even made me believe there was an actual monster living in my closet.

Anyways, pranks can be fun, other times I fail to see the humor in them and there are some pranks that just cross the line......as is the case in the video below.  

An Italian duo by the name of Matteo and Diego have an online production company called DM Pranks Productions. Matteo, one of the men behind the video, said the 'Clown Prank Film '- which took ten days to make - was incredibly unique. The pranksters have been filming pranks since they were at college but only started uploading their videos onto YouTube last July. The three-minute video which has now been watched by nearly 3million on YouTube, shows the scary-looking clown shocking different strangers with his violent ways.

In the first prank, the clown - who is dressed head-to-toe in usual circus attire - is shown hiding behind a corner in a near-empty car park, with a lifeless body at his feet.

As soon as two men walk past, the clown smashes down his iron hammer onto the man's head, watching as a pool of blood splatters out onto the concrete below.

The clown is then seen laughing hysterically as the two frightened men run off screaming into the distance.

"The clown prank has been the most difficult and risky prank we ever did," said Matteo. "Then the filming process has been something really long. We waited for hours and hours to find the good victims.'

For this video, the pair avoided children, people with animals and anyone who could have been aged over 40. The two filmmakers decided to avoid girls because they were worried about the fake blood. "Maybe some girls could get shocked while a male might have a stronger mind. explained Matteo. Also we don't reveal straight away that is a prank because people will get mad in less than a second. Once they get calm and smile we reveal the prank. It's a psychological trick that works extremely well in the end and everyone goes away smiling.'

Now, I'm not just saying this because I'm a girl  BUT I really don't find any of this funny. How about you, do you think any of it is funny? How would you react if you were the victim and then had been told this had all been an elaborate prank? Would you be all smiles?

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a fantastic last weekend of May.~x

 XOXOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

May Long Weekend 2014

Cocaine Princess here.

 After the awful, terrible, brutal. depressing winter we went through it's hard to believe that the Long Weekend is here. Not just any Long Weekend but Victoria Day Long Weekend, aka the unofficial start to summer aka Patio Season.
 
History Fact: "Canada is the only country in the world to celebrate Victoria Day, and the ‘May Two-Four’ long weekend is as distinctively Canadian as the two-four — a case of 24 bottles of beer — with which it is often celebrated."
 
And with that being said what better way than to celebrate this day than sitting on the patio chugging back alcohol and lighting firecrackers at dusk.

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.

Happy Victoria Day and to my readers down south, Happy Memorial Day.

Whatever your plans are have a safe and fun Long Weekend. ~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
 

Mother's Day 2014

Dearest Mom,

There are days when I say to myself how very much I'd like to talk to you.  Although you're no longer here I know that not time, not space, not even death will ever separate me from you because I always carry you in my heart that still aches for you.

I love you, I miss you, I wish you were here.
 

♥ Happy Loving Mother's Day To All The Amazing Moms: Past, Present & Soon To Be.♥


Love Forever,
Colombian Princess
XOXOXO

What's Meant To Be, Will Be

Cocaine Princess here.

It’s been awhile since I posted an update on sister in regards to her injuries. In case you've forgotten about those injuries you can click here.

Several weeks ago sister had an appointment, a check up for her broken leg and arm. The appointment for her leg was at the fracture clinic located inside our local hospital but the appointment for her arm was located at another hospital. Yes, I know this totally doesn’t make any sense does it?  You'd think the fracture clinic in town would also cater to patients with arm injuries. I don't understand the logic behind this unless there are more leg than arm injuries in our community? Anyways, the appointment for her arm required me to drive sister into the next town over......located nearly an hour away. I informed sister one day that I had better things to do than chauffeur her around from one hospital to the next. (Of course I was kidding)  On one particular visit sister needed to be wheeled in because her leg was still in a cast as was her arm. Upon entering the reception area we were greeted by the nurse sitting behind a desk who greeted us with these words:

NURSE: Good Morning, are you here for the mental health clinic?

ME: What?! No, we're here for the fracture clinic.

I'm not sure what on earth could have made her ask such a question. My sister was in a wheelchair with two casts. Yes, I'm fully aware that it's possible for someone with fractured limbs to be mentally unstable but still. I continued.

ME: Can you please tell us where it's located?

RECEPTIONIST: Just around the corner.

As I wheeled sister around the corner I asked:

ME: What made her think we were here for the mental health clinic? By the way, I'm assuming the question was directed at you and not me.

SISTER: How do you know the question wasn't directed at you, child?

ME: Because she was looking right at you.

SISTER: Who knows. Let's just hope the wait isn't very long. I'm tired and I just want to get back to resting on the couch.

 ME: You're tired? Hello! I'm the one whose been driving you around from one town to the next and let's not forget your rehab appointments.

I should also mention this appointment was at 8:45am which meant we had to leave by 7am. While waiting for sister's name to be called, like everyone else in the room I took out my phone. I went through my tweets and then checked my messages. Low and behold there was one from Valentina--- who was still beyond upset I missed spending my winter vaycay with her in the tropics. She never misses an opportunity to bring it up. Valentina and I could be talking about something so random such as a movie she just saw or about the latest Birkin bag she acquired and midway through the conversation she’ll mention how she believes “A” broke her leg and arm on purpose. I  passed along the message to her.

SISTER: So what else is new?

ME: You know the more I think about it the more suspicious I am of your injuries. Out of all the 12 months of the year you just "happened" to injury yourself near Christmas. Admit it, you wanted me to stay with you during the holidays, right?

SISTER: That's right, darling. Breaking my leg and arm was the only thing I could think of to get you to stay. The thought of you not being here was killing me. Aren't you always the one who says 'things happen for a reason.'

ME: It sounds familiar.

SISTER: Well then.

ME: Well then what?

SISTER: Well did it ever occur to you that perhaps there was a reason you weren't suppose to go on holidays? Maybe you weren't meant to be traveling during that time of the year. Perhaps something bad could have happen to you, so you're welcome.

ME: For what?

SISTER: Me getting injured probably saved your life.

Of course I knew there was a reason for missing my yearly winter vacation. Trust me, I would have rather been soaking up the sun than having to stay and endure the brutal winter. I've always believed that things happen for a reason and I also believe in a little thing called divine intervention.  For example, you can't find your car keys. You swore you put them in your purse the night before. 10 minutes later you find them on your vanity table. You're running late and then you find out the road you were going to be traveling on is closed on account of a car accident. Everything happens for a reason. Mis-placing your keys may have been a blessing in disguise. That 10 minute delay may have been the universe's way of preventing you from being in that accident.

What do you think lovelies? Do you believe things happen for a reason? Do you believe  the men in the black hats control our every move to bring us closer to our destiny, our fate? 

What's meant to be will be....

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a loving & sweet weekend. ~x

XOXOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

 



 

Cinco Rule #5

Cocaine Princess here.

I can only imagine the disappointment you must have felt on Friday when there wasn't an entry posted. I sincerely apologize. The reason for me not posting is because  I couldn't get access to my account. Blogger had some type of technical issue that prevented me from logging in. 

Today is May 5th, aka Cinco de Mayo and in honor of this day filled with nachos, quesadillas and tacos one needs something to wash it down with, right?  What better drinkie than a classic........

Margarita!

 1 ounce Jose Cuervo Especial
 3 ounce Jose Cuervo Lime Margarita Mix
 1 wedge  lime
 1 teaspoon salt

Rub rim of a chilled margarita glass with half a lime.
Dip into salt to coat.
In a shaker with ice, add José Cuervo Especial and José Cuervo Lime Margarita Mix.
Shake vigorously.
Strain into the margarita glass.
Garnish with lime wedge. 

Salud!!

XOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess