I have been asked to provide my thoughts on whether Mike Bellotti is "good coach." As I said at the time (see comments to the last post) this is a complicated question. Before we can even start to answer the question, we need to decide what a good football coach is and what it is not, or even more accuratly what a good college football coach is and is not. And I think that distinction is an important one. Coaching in college has different requirements, demands and expectations than coaching in high-school or the NFL.
(Note: This post is a little long. I have decided to insert my conclusion to date here. My opinion is that Belloti is pretty good coach. There may be better ones out there, but not many. And not many that could do what he has done in Eugene. He may frustrate me and other fans at times, but before the Brooks/Belloti era a bowl game was cause for celebration in the streets.)
I suppose the simplistic route is to say that a good coach wins games. But I really do think that is too simplistic. Even good coaches will have down seasons. Even the best coaches have to go through rebuilding years and periods. So I think in evaluating how good a coach is we need to look not only at winning games but at some other statistics. Moreover, since this is still college we are talking about I think it is important to pay attention to how the team itself conducts itself. Finally, to the extent that the coach and the team is an extension and a reflection on the university I think that any NCAA disciplinary record should weigh against the coach. Alright, now that we have at least a rough idea of what to look at, lets dig in:
Mike Bellotti is heading into his 12th season as U of O's head coach. While we could look at that whole chunk of time in evaluating his performance few other coaches have been at thier possitions that long, making any comparisons difficult. With that in mind I will, for the most part, be looking at what he has done in the last 7 years.
Regular Season Winning Percentage:
* = Bowl Game Played
**= Bowl Game Won
2000-01: 9-2**
2001-02: 10-1**
2002-03: 7-5*
2003-04: 8-4*
2004-05: 5-6
2005-06: 10-1*
2006-07: 7-5*
Total: 56-24 = .700 Winning Percentage.
Comparison Winning Percentages (not counting bowls):
Pete Carrol: 61-10 = .889 (6 seasons only)
Lloyd Carr: 62-18 = .775 (last 7 seasons) (career @ .758)
Bob Stoops: 75-14 = .842
Joe Pa: 44-37 = .543 (last 7 seasons) (career @ .745)
Phil Fulmer: 61-27 = .670 (last 7 seasons) (May include bowl wins)
Dirk Koetter: 39-31 = .557 (6 seasons only)
Glen Mason (Minn): 45-35 = .563 (last 7 seasons)
In choosing comparison coaches I have tried to do a couple of things. First, each of the coaches is, or was (Koetter having been recently fired) at the same school for the duration of the comparison period. Except for Koetter and Mason the coaches chosen are widely regarded as some of the best college coaches currently coaching. Koetter and Mason where choosen because the situation in which they coach is similar in a lot of ways to that at the University of Oregon. U of O probably provides better facilities, but all three coach at state schools in states that offer little in the way of in state talent; and all three coach at schools that are not traditionally football power programs. Fans of the program like to see Oregon as on its way to the upper echelon, but the other schools have been at the top of the college football consciousness for years.
So, what does this tell us? It would seem to indicate that Belloti wins a good percentage of games given the situation he is coaching in. One other thing it is important to note. Both Pete Carrol and Bob Stoops (the two with the highest winning percentage on that list) have both been head coach of their programs when the NCAA investigators came knocking. So far Carrol has stayed pretty clean, but Oklahoma (Stoops’ school) recently had the entirety of its 2005-06 season wiped from the books for NCAA violations. For now at least, the U of O has stayed pretty clear of NCAA violations.
There is more information I would like to have brought to bear. I would like to look at the offensive and defensive production under Belloti and at other programs. I would also like to see how the Oregon recruiting classes and NFL players rate in compared to other programs. It seems to me that if Belloti were winning substantially more (or fewer) games than would be expected based on the recruits that come in and the players the NFL takes, that would give a pretty clear look as to how his coaching actually effects the outcome.
Feel free to let me know what you think.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Title Not Found
I don't have much time or energy to drop a post for you all, but I thought I would give you all a quick something.
Work is rolling along. I am starting to handle a few of the lower level felonies that role in. I had my first trip in front of the grand jury last week, and I have another one coming up this week. So that has been pretty exciting. I really didn't expect to start touching felonies for at least 6 more months if not longer. But, we have had a couple of more senior deputies leave the office, so at least until those positions are filled I will be racking up the extra experience. I seem to have a knack for finding "right place, right time" situations like these.
The house is also moving about as quick as one could hope for. The upstairs is all sheet rocked textured. I sprayed the primer on it tonight, and tomorrow the walls and ceilings will get painted. The main floor still had some trim to brush out and some cutting in to finish, but its getting close. Then its just new windows and floors to do. Once we do something that will actually show as being an improvement, I will get more pictures up.
I don't have much time for things outside of working and, well, working but thats alright for now. My mini-gut seems to be shrinking and with all this work and the lack of real food (its tough to cook when your kitchen consists of a fridge and a microwave on the floor).
Anyway, I suppose thats all I have for now. A couple of fun times coming up though. A wedding reception on Aug 26th, and a long weekend in Eugene for the Ducks home opener. So I guess I got that going for me.
Work is rolling along. I am starting to handle a few of the lower level felonies that role in. I had my first trip in front of the grand jury last week, and I have another one coming up this week. So that has been pretty exciting. I really didn't expect to start touching felonies for at least 6 more months if not longer. But, we have had a couple of more senior deputies leave the office, so at least until those positions are filled I will be racking up the extra experience. I seem to have a knack for finding "right place, right time" situations like these.
The house is also moving about as quick as one could hope for. The upstairs is all sheet rocked textured. I sprayed the primer on it tonight, and tomorrow the walls and ceilings will get painted. The main floor still had some trim to brush out and some cutting in to finish, but its getting close. Then its just new windows and floors to do. Once we do something that will actually show as being an improvement, I will get more pictures up.
I don't have much time for things outside of working and, well, working but thats alright for now. My mini-gut seems to be shrinking and with all this work and the lack of real food (its tough to cook when your kitchen consists of a fridge and a microwave on the floor).
Anyway, I suppose thats all I have for now. A couple of fun times coming up though. A wedding reception on Aug 26th, and a long weekend in Eugene for the Ducks home opener. So I guess I got that going for me.
Monday, July 30, 2007
House Update
A few days later then I expected it to be, but its time for an update on the project house. The sheetrock is all up on the main floor, and we should be spraying texture tomorrow. Which means we can spray primer and paint the ceilings on Wednesday. All in all it looks like Sam and I will be moving on the weekend, more or less. I would like to get most of the stuff moved before the weekend actually, so I can take a load of debris to the dump... I didn't get a picture of the debris pile, but it is not small.
Anyway, here are the pictures.
Anyway, here are the pictures.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Mostly About the New House
As the title says, this post will be mostly about what has been going on with the new house. But first, I have a question for the peanut gallery (that would be you): If you were, in some way, acquire a cast-iron skillet, and said skillet claimed to be "Pre-Cured" wouldn't you be surprised to learn (from the instructions included with the skillet) that before using the nice new skillet you needed to cure it?
I have been a home owner for a few hours over a week now. If you are a reader here you would have seen the pictures I took down below. Not much of what those pictures show of the interior is accurate anymore, at least not the main floor. The living room, dining room and back bedroom all have new sheet-rock hung, and most of the kitchen. We ripped down the acoustic tile ceiling in the bathroom, framed it in the right way, and have new rock up there too. Dad and I took care of the bug rot in the garage and we had a good friend make sure the wiring was up to snuff. All in all this is the best I really could have hoped for on this remodel. But, that doesn't mean there haven't been some hiccups. One of the more amusing stories follows below.
So last Sunday we are all working hard trying to get things done and make sure that Bob and his step-son Donny (they were there to make sure the electrical was all ok) finished what we had them out there to do. Around 11:30 we sent Mom and Sam to get lunch for everyone. During the time they were gone a lot of things started going wrong. After Dad and I screwed up trying to sister a new rafter into the garage roof I mentioned how shit tends to start going wrong around lunch time.
About that time Bob comes out bitching about having screwed up something or another and it was decided that it was beer time (for Dad and Bob at least). About that time I heard a yelp come from the house where Donny was still working. But when we asked if he was ok, he said he was. Just a few minutes later he comes walking out into the garage where the three of us are and he is rubbing his head. I swear it just looked like he just had his hair parted. But as he sat down I realized it was more than just a part in his hair. It turns out Donny was trying to get a whole drilled with one of Bob's specialty bits (they are in 4-6 foot long range) and he was having trouble. So he was really leaning into it and trying to get good downward force ton the bit. Then, next thing he knows his hair catches around the bit and the drill runs right down to his scalp (this, presumably, is when we heard him yelp). So, if you can imagine it, there was Donny, with the drill bit stuck in his hair, the drill well above his head, trying to thumb around and find reverse so he could free himself. I swear, the 2.5 inch groove down the side of Donny's head was so clean and neat it looked like he did with a razor. Mean though it may be, seeing Donny sit on the back of that truck pulling out little curls of his hair was far and away the funniest thing I have seen in a long long time.
I have been a home owner for a few hours over a week now. If you are a reader here you would have seen the pictures I took down below. Not much of what those pictures show of the interior is accurate anymore, at least not the main floor. The living room, dining room and back bedroom all have new sheet-rock hung, and most of the kitchen. We ripped down the acoustic tile ceiling in the bathroom, framed it in the right way, and have new rock up there too. Dad and I took care of the bug rot in the garage and we had a good friend make sure the wiring was up to snuff. All in all this is the best I really could have hoped for on this remodel. But, that doesn't mean there haven't been some hiccups. One of the more amusing stories follows below.
So last Sunday we are all working hard trying to get things done and make sure that Bob and his step-son Donny (they were there to make sure the electrical was all ok) finished what we had them out there to do. Around 11:30 we sent Mom and Sam to get lunch for everyone. During the time they were gone a lot of things started going wrong. After Dad and I screwed up trying to sister a new rafter into the garage roof I mentioned how shit tends to start going wrong around lunch time.
About that time Bob comes out bitching about having screwed up something or another and it was decided that it was beer time (for Dad and Bob at least). About that time I heard a yelp come from the house where Donny was still working. But when we asked if he was ok, he said he was. Just a few minutes later he comes walking out into the garage where the three of us are and he is rubbing his head. I swear it just looked like he just had his hair parted. But as he sat down I realized it was more than just a part in his hair. It turns out Donny was trying to get a whole drilled with one of Bob's specialty bits (they are in 4-6 foot long range) and he was having trouble. So he was really leaning into it and trying to get good downward force ton the bit. Then, next thing he knows his hair catches around the bit and the drill runs right down to his scalp (this, presumably, is when we heard him yelp). So, if you can imagine it, there was Donny, with the drill bit stuck in his hair, the drill well above his head, trying to thumb around and find reverse so he could free himself. I swear, the 2.5 inch groove down the side of Donny's head was so clean and neat it looked like he did with a razor. Mean though it may be, seeing Donny sit on the back of that truck pulling out little curls of his hair was far and away the funniest thing I have seen in a long long time.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Past Nastification
This post doesn't actually deal with any past nastifications... mine or any one else. I was just watching an old episode of Futurama, and I love that phrase.
So, a little news. I closed on the house yesterday. So I am now the proud owner of a run down 4 bedroom house on the South Slope of Astoria. The downside to this whole thing is I have to cancel the weekend I was planning on spending in Portland for my birthday. Ah well, such is life. The upside is, I should get some decent blog material out of the deal.
I know I mentioned last time that I was thinking about a post about work, it hasn't happened yet (obviously). I just haven't felt much like writing when I get home lately. Mostly I was thinking about how it felt different to sentence a person that was still professing their innocence then someone that has admitted their guilt (or at least stops contesting it). Early last week was the sentencing of the first defendant I have convicted at a trial (other then traffic violations). Heading into it, I really wasn't sure how I would feel. Obviously I believed that he was guilty, but to have him continue to profess his innocence was weird. On one hand it seemed quite clear that he was lying. But going in, I didn't know if the soft side of me (or less cynical side) wouldn't feel a little bad for him. I know I still have a soft side (I tend to be a little soft when it comes to making plea deals), but I really didn't feel had for this guy. I am sure I will have more to say about things like this some other time. For now, its getting late and I need some sleep.
Take care all.
So, a little news. I closed on the house yesterday. So I am now the proud owner of a run down 4 bedroom house on the South Slope of Astoria. The downside to this whole thing is I have to cancel the weekend I was planning on spending in Portland for my birthday. Ah well, such is life. The upside is, I should get some decent blog material out of the deal.
I know I mentioned last time that I was thinking about a post about work, it hasn't happened yet (obviously). I just haven't felt much like writing when I get home lately. Mostly I was thinking about how it felt different to sentence a person that was still professing their innocence then someone that has admitted their guilt (or at least stops contesting it). Early last week was the sentencing of the first defendant I have convicted at a trial (other then traffic violations). Heading into it, I really wasn't sure how I would feel. Obviously I believed that he was guilty, but to have him continue to profess his innocence was weird. On one hand it seemed quite clear that he was lying. But going in, I didn't know if the soft side of me (or less cynical side) wouldn't feel a little bad for him. I know I still have a soft side (I tend to be a little soft when it comes to making plea deals), but I really didn't feel had for this guy. I am sure I will have more to say about things like this some other time. For now, its getting late and I need some sleep.
Take care all.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
The Post With No Name
When I opened up this window there were several things I wanted to blog about. Now that I am here, I seem to be having a hard time getting anything down in words. I have been feeling a little off lately. My 26th birthday is coming up in just a couple of weeks. I think that might have something to do with it. For some reason 26 feels different than any birthday so far. Twenty five was my first birthday being out of school. But it didn't really feel like it. I spent most of last summer prepping for the bar, and then took the bar just 2 days after my birthday. Maybe thats it... maybe I am just starting to feel... well not old. I know I am not actually old. But I am not exactly young anymore either. Maybe I will come back to this topic a little later. It wasn't really what I was planning on writing anyway.
One thing I had wanted to say, and I know that nobody reading this (at least no one that I know is reading this) golfs, but I wanted to say: I played a heck of a round today. The thing is, it didn't seem like it was that different from a lot of the other rounds of golf I have played. Most days I shoot between 82 and 85. Today I shout 78. But it didn't feel 4 to 7 shots better. I hit my irons a little better then usual. That seems to be the main difference. For the most part I made the 6 foot putts. Maybe that is where the difference was. It just seems strange that the best round I have shot in almost a year felt so ho-hum.
I should have something to say about work and the like tomorrow.
Last, but not least, I thought you all might like to get a look at the house I am buying. So, here you go:
As you can see, it will be a busy couple of months getting it in shape. But I am looking forward to it. I must be nuts.
One thing I had wanted to say, and I know that nobody reading this (at least no one that I know is reading this) golfs, but I wanted to say: I played a heck of a round today. The thing is, it didn't seem like it was that different from a lot of the other rounds of golf I have played. Most days I shoot between 82 and 85. Today I shout 78. But it didn't feel 4 to 7 shots better. I hit my irons a little better then usual. That seems to be the main difference. For the most part I made the 6 foot putts. Maybe that is where the difference was. It just seems strange that the best round I have shot in almost a year felt so ho-hum.
I should have something to say about work and the like tomorrow.
Last, but not least, I thought you all might like to get a look at the house I am buying. So, here you go:
As you can see, it will be a busy couple of months getting it in shape. But I am looking forward to it. I must be nuts.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Short grumbly update
Ok, I know I haven't posted in a while. And lo, though there are a few things I could update you on this is not that time. I am really just here to drop two tidbits.
1) I made an offer on a house out here in Astoria. We shall see if the offer is accepted. If it is, you can look forward to lots of pictures and construction updates.
2) I just got back from an advanced showing of Transformers. Don't worry, I won't toss any spoilers out here. I will just say two things. The first 1:45, give or take, was pretty darn good*. Unfortunately I can't even give that much of a comment on the rest of the movie. The damn, podunk movie theater here in town loaded the second reel (yes, the theater still uses reels, no digital theaters out here) upside down, and backwards. It made for an interesting watch until it became clear they had no intention of rectifying the problem. They were nice enough to give us free passes at least. (Note: This would be why I am grumbling softly under my breath and about to commence shuffling around the living room.)
*I should qualify my statement that this movie is enjoyable with a couple brief sentiments:
1) I love going to the movies... this means my standards a little lower then some of my friends.
2) I went in expecting very little from this movie, that tends to make it easier to enjoy these movies.
3) I am a Transformers fan. But I am not a fanboy. I don't know the comics, I don't know the backstory. I grew up playing with the toys and watching the cartoon. In fact the very first movie I remember ever seeing in the theater was Transformers (of which I have incredibly fond memories). I believe this may have made me predisposed to the powerful JuJu of giant space robots.
All right. I will try to get a more complete update up when I have time.
1) I made an offer on a house out here in Astoria. We shall see if the offer is accepted. If it is, you can look forward to lots of pictures and construction updates.
2) I just got back from an advanced showing of Transformers. Don't worry, I won't toss any spoilers out here. I will just say two things. The first 1:45, give or take, was pretty darn good*. Unfortunately I can't even give that much of a comment on the rest of the movie. The damn, podunk movie theater here in town loaded the second reel (yes, the theater still uses reels, no digital theaters out here) upside down, and backwards. It made for an interesting watch until it became clear they had no intention of rectifying the problem. They were nice enough to give us free passes at least. (Note: This would be why I am grumbling softly under my breath and about to commence shuffling around the living room.)
*I should qualify my statement that this movie is enjoyable with a couple brief sentiments:
1) I love going to the movies... this means my standards a little lower then some of my friends.
2) I went in expecting very little from this movie, that tends to make it easier to enjoy these movies.
3) I am a Transformers fan. But I am not a fanboy. I don't know the comics, I don't know the backstory. I grew up playing with the toys and watching the cartoon. In fact the very first movie I remember ever seeing in the theater was Transformers (of which I have incredibly fond memories). I believe this may have made me predisposed to the powerful JuJu of giant space robots.
All right. I will try to get a more complete update up when I have time.
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Change of Plans
I feel quite worn-out. Today was longer then expected and much more draining as well. Looks like I won't be making it to the concert I was planning to see (Referenced in the post below). Suckalicious...
Friday, June 1, 2007
Items both sundry and various
One of these days I am going to actually think of a witty gripping lead in for one of these things. And you wonderful readers out there are going to be so shocked you will spit coffee all over your keyboard. And I will probably get sued for the cost of replacing all those keyboards. Today is not that day.
First things first: The Code Monkey!
(Note: The song is by Jonathan Coulton. Even some of his non-monkey based songs are awesome.)
Second things Second: At least in Michigan it is a Class C felony to piggyback a WiFi network without permission. Moreover, someone has actually been prosecuted! This seems to be due to an odd wrinkle in Michigan's criminal hacking statute that presumes that any connection made is unauthorized unless the Defendant can show otherwise, or unless the Network in question falls into a couple of the defined statutory exceptions. Food for thought the next time one of you surreptitiously connects to your neighbor's WiFi.
Alright, enough of things that amuse me... What have I been up to you ask? You mean besides trolling the web for amusing things to share? Well... mostly work and puppy sitting. My sister got a standard poodle puppy recently, but she had to take a vacation so Sam and I wound up puppy sitting for a good 10+ days. I am sure if I dug around in my mind I could come up with a few cute stories of things the puppy did or something... but that really isn't my style. I will leave things of that nature to Sam.
Thats all for now folks. I will be Portland for the weekend for some golfing mostly. I might head out to this show though. It is unlikely I would object to seeing any of you there. You could even let me know in advance :)
First things first: The Code Monkey!
(Note: The song is by Jonathan Coulton. Even some of his non-monkey based songs are awesome.)
Second things Second: At least in Michigan it is a Class C felony to piggyback a WiFi network without permission. Moreover, someone has actually been prosecuted! This seems to be due to an odd wrinkle in Michigan's criminal hacking statute that presumes that any connection made is unauthorized unless the Defendant can show otherwise, or unless the Network in question falls into a couple of the defined statutory exceptions. Food for thought the next time one of you surreptitiously connects to your neighbor's WiFi.
Alright, enough of things that amuse me... What have I been up to you ask? You mean besides trolling the web for amusing things to share? Well... mostly work and puppy sitting. My sister got a standard poodle puppy recently, but she had to take a vacation so Sam and I wound up puppy sitting for a good 10+ days. I am sure if I dug around in my mind I could come up with a few cute stories of things the puppy did or something... but that really isn't my style. I will leave things of that nature to Sam.
Thats all for now folks. I will be Portland for the weekend for some golfing mostly. I might head out to this show though. It is unlikely I would object to seeing any of you there. You could even let me know in advance :)
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Not a Short Post
Hmm... its been a little while eh? Almost a month it looks like. One would think I would therefore have a lot to talk about. One would be wrong.
Its not that I don't have things to talk about actually, its that some of the things I could talk about would probably bore you (my hypothetical, mythical reader) to tears, and some of the more interesting things I could talk about I really don't think I should talk about on such a public forum. Those of my friends that read this... or I should say those friends I have regular face to face / phone contact with will have heard some of these tales; these thrilling, edge of your seat yarns of my epic deeds as a DA. And while what I would speak of is technically a mater of public record (most of it having occurred in open court, and on the record) the ethics of posting such things on a public blog are a little unsettled. I don't claim to be a genius when it comes to ethics. I know there are some things I can't talk about at all. And there are some things I can. There also seems to be this gray area where I can talk about them, but posting about them in a public forum may be considered different. Bah! I really need to re-read the Rules of Professional Responsibility.
In other news: Many of you may have known this already... some of you likely expected it: I am really quite a klutz... and not all that bright either. As proof, I offer this tale of my culinary exploits: I decided I really wanted a dutch baby (for the record, this is all Eric's fault) for breakfast. And since the Pig n' Pancake does not offer them, and I am miles from the closest Original Pancake House (and even farther from Eric's breakfast table)... I did what anyone else would do. I turned to the wonderful tubes of this very interweb to find a recipe. And find one I did... several. So I set out to make one. I blend up the ingredients, I prime the pan in the oven and bam! its off and running. Only... it doesn't come out looking much like the dutch babies I have eaten. It puffed up and all but it was mostly the middle rather than the edges. Well, to make a long story end sooner after pulling it out of the oven I reach for my trusty spatula and I grab for the handle on the pan... and then the air is rent with the my best impression of a small school girl as I hop around the kitchen like a baboon. Here is a piece of advice for all of you out there... unless you want the imprint of the pan handle on your hand (and I can see why you might) its a really really good idea to use a pot holder. It may be the best idea you could ever have.
On a related note... I still haven't decided if the problem with the actual dutch baby was recipe based or equipment based. I didn't have an iron skillet to use... and I think that would have helped, or at least done better then my non-stick skillet. But the flavor was off too... Hmm... In hindsight I would say the whole thing was a pretty big disaster
Sam is doing well. She makes an awfully cute barrista in training. If you want to know much more about what is going on with her, I suggest poking her here. Maybe if enough of you clamor, she will actually post something.
Parting notes:
Stephen Lynch = hysterical. If you don't know already, its just a shame.
The Mariners = Crap... Crap with a hell of a young pitcher, but crap nonetheless.
Lastly: This spicy BBQ turkey breast I just made is fantastic... I am going to go eat it instead of typing more.
Its not that I don't have things to talk about actually, its that some of the things I could talk about would probably bore you (my hypothetical, mythical reader) to tears, and some of the more interesting things I could talk about I really don't think I should talk about on such a public forum. Those of my friends that read this... or I should say those friends I have regular face to face / phone contact with will have heard some of these tales; these thrilling, edge of your seat yarns of my epic deeds as a DA. And while what I would speak of is technically a mater of public record (most of it having occurred in open court, and on the record) the ethics of posting such things on a public blog are a little unsettled. I don't claim to be a genius when it comes to ethics. I know there are some things I can't talk about at all. And there are some things I can. There also seems to be this gray area where I can talk about them, but posting about them in a public forum may be considered different. Bah! I really need to re-read the Rules of Professional Responsibility.
In other news: Many of you may have known this already... some of you likely expected it: I am really quite a klutz... and not all that bright either. As proof, I offer this tale of my culinary exploits: I decided I really wanted a dutch baby (for the record, this is all Eric's fault) for breakfast. And since the Pig n' Pancake does not offer them, and I am miles from the closest Original Pancake House (and even farther from Eric's breakfast table)... I did what anyone else would do. I turned to the wonderful tubes of this very interweb to find a recipe. And find one I did... several. So I set out to make one. I blend up the ingredients, I prime the pan in the oven and bam! its off and running. Only... it doesn't come out looking much like the dutch babies I have eaten. It puffed up and all but it was mostly the middle rather than the edges. Well, to make a long story end sooner after pulling it out of the oven I reach for my trusty spatula and I grab for the handle on the pan... and then the air is rent with the my best impression of a small school girl as I hop around the kitchen like a baboon. Here is a piece of advice for all of you out there... unless you want the imprint of the pan handle on your hand (and I can see why you might) its a really really good idea to use a pot holder. It may be the best idea you could ever have.
On a related note... I still haven't decided if the problem with the actual dutch baby was recipe based or equipment based. I didn't have an iron skillet to use... and I think that would have helped, or at least done better then my non-stick skillet. But the flavor was off too... Hmm... In hindsight I would say the whole thing was a pretty big disaster
Sam is doing well. She makes an awfully cute barrista in training. If you want to know much more about what is going on with her, I suggest poking her here. Maybe if enough of you clamor, she will actually post something.
Parting notes:
Stephen Lynch = hysterical. If you don't know already, its just a shame.
The Mariners = Crap... Crap with a hell of a young pitcher, but crap nonetheless.
Lastly: This spicy BBQ turkey breast I just made is fantastic... I am going to go eat it instead of typing more.
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