I am on the phone with USAIR trying to use my frequent flyer miles to go to France. Hope it works!

Good luck. I have over 100,000 Delta miles that I can never seem to use when I want to. Domestically, you can usually get a first-class ticket, but I've been trying for France for ages.

I heard, somewhere, that the freshness of an egg is indicated by how high the yolk sits above the white when you break it (as well as the nice, rich, gold color).

IIRC, the color of the yolk is determined by what the hen eats. I remember reading that it was possible to get eggs with entirely white yolks by only feeding the hen white corn.

Best way to judge freshness is the put the egg in a glass of water. A perfectly fresh egg will just sit at the bottom of the glass. A not-as-fresh egg will roll a bit so it's kind of standing on end. A rotten egg will float.

Like witches!

Burn them!

The brewpub I took you to, Magnolia, has a sister place called Alembic which has very tasty food and a fancy mixologist approach to drinks. Huge selection of Scotch and every other liquor.

Mmmmm!

I saw someone with a Magnolia T-shirt this past week or so, and I was pleased with myself for knowing what it was all about.

Speaking of beer places, we went to a place in Brookline on Sunday, The Publick House, which has excellent Belgian (and non-belgian) beers and Belgian (and non-belgian) food. (mmm, mussells and frites) The only thing about the place that is kind of weird, is that every time we go there, the bartenders are all "I is serious bartender. This is serious beer." It's hard to put a finger on it, they're certainly nice enough, but it's like more Beer Snob than Beer Geek. Awesome beers though. I had 2 belgians (a biere de miele, and a triple), one belgian style (Smuttynose's The Gnome) and a "rye hopped red IPA" called Cain and Ebel by a brewery called The Two Brothers.

We went to The Tap in Haverhill on Friday and the bartender was super friendly and fun, and I met the head brewer (thrilling!!!) and drank cask conditioned ale.

This has been your daily Nora beer related post, sadly I have no sugar pictures to accompany it.

Today will feature lobster but no specific beer destination.

My SIL proposed to my brother (he wanted to get married, she just wanted to live together), so she gave him an engagement watch. She didn't get an engagement ring, he asked her if she wanted one and he said no.

(mmm, mussells and frites)

There's a new place in the Mission called Frites that just does that kind of Belgian food. Frites, of course, and Mussells and crepes and stuff.

It was packed when I went by on Saturday. Must try it on a weekday.

Frites, of course, and Mussells and crepes and stuff.

Le Sigh. One of these things does not belong with the others.

One of these things does not belong with the others.

The crepes? Yeah, I was wondering about that. They also had sandwiches and salads but I cannot vouch for their Belgiumosity.

There's a new place in the Mission called Frites that just does that kind of Belgian food. Frites, of course, and Mussells and crepes and stuff.

I wonder if they have Leffe on tap. My boyfriend and I just found a pub on Saturday here in London that actually has Leffe. It's so delightful I nearly hopped over the bar and gunned the nozzle down my throat. But then I thought of Juliana and Daisy and how they'd have my hide for such bad bar decorum.