Posts Tagged ‘daddy daughter’


Nariah and I were experimenting with pineapples last week and since we had an extra pineapple we were thinking about ideas to use a whole pineapple in a dessert. A up sprung the idea to grill a whole pineapple! This is a dish that can be served in its own bowl, and was just totally amazing. It can be eaten with and without ice cream, but of course, going all out with ice cream makes it a sundae.

  • 1 whole pineapple, not too ripe (with some green still in it. If its too ripe it may end up too sweet and mushy)
  • cinnamon/sugar
  • shredded coconut
  • Vanilla bean ice cream
  • Maraschino cherries

This is very simple and quick. Prep grill for direct grilling. Slice the pineapple from top to bottom down the middle (even thru the leaves). Next, take your knife and cut across the width of the pineapple almost to the skin as if you were cutting out slices. Then do the same lengthwise. This helps make the pineapple easier to spoon out and eat in the end. Place the pineapple halves open side down on the grill for about 5 mins or until it gets seared a bit. Remove from heat and place right side up. Sprinkle cinnamon sugar over all of the fruit part of the pineapple. (For an adult dessert I suggest pouring some Malibu or your other favorite rum inside the pineapple.) Next sprinkle the coconut inside the “bowl” and also along the sides. Return to grill, this time right side up and cover. Grill until Coconut starts to get toasted slightly, about another 5-10 minutes depending on how much coconut you used.

Remove from grill and onto your serving plates, top with vanilla bean ice cream and cherries or other toppings you may prefer and enjoy this warm and cold dessert!

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Nariah and I are both lactose intolerant and have a history of gas wars with each other. Just a lil preface, lol.
So I’ve just picked up Nariah from school and we were on our way to swimming class.

Daddy… Mommy says I can’t crack my knuckles anymore. She says its bad. Sigh
Well… I did ask the doctor about cracking knuckles and necks and whatnot. He explained to me that you have these sacs in between your bones where the joints are, and when you ‘crack’ your knuckles, you’re essentially bursting those sacs which releases gas. And that gas release is the sound you hear. Kinda like bubble wrap we like to pop together? He said I didn’t have anything to worry about.
Ooooooh, cool!

A few moments of silence…

Excuse me daddy, I just released some gas!
Oh no! Gotta roll down the windows! Let it out!!! GET IT OUT!!! Hold your breath!” as I start rolling down the window letting in the cold fall air.

Daddy…. No. I meant my knuckle gas….

Oh….

LOL

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As some of you know, I do magic, and Nariah has taken an interest in it to a point of even going to a couple of summer magic camps. I’ve been teaching her some tricks here and there and she’s actually has been coming up with her own tricks.

My parents are up for the weekend and Nariah was showing my mom a trick she had come up with. I wasn’t paying attention but I overheard my mom going “Oh my goodness, that was awesome! how did you do that?
I honestly wasn’t thinking anything of it, that maybe my mom was just being encouraging or something.
Nariah then comes beside me and shows my dad and I’m watching and she actually fooled my dad. He’s all wide eyed going “Whoaaaaaah…. wait… how did you do that???
As I didn’t teach her this trick, I’m actually impressed with her presentation. “Nariah, you’re getting really good baby! Now you need to come up with your magician name.
My what?
Your magician name. You know, what you’re gonna call yourself… hmmmm like the great cupcaketini or something like that.
Why can’t I just be ‘Ryan Goldman’s Daughter’?

Awwww I’m touched….


We’re having a nice family Saturday at the Rio boardwalk in Gaithersburg. Was actually on our way to the car to leave when we decided to get cupcakes. On the way to get cupcakes, we notice a band playing near the middle of the boardwalk by the lake. Sooooo, we decide to get our cupcakes and go check them out. Now I don’t know what kind of music it was, but if I had to guess, I’d say it was like a Native American slash Folk slash semi-Polka type combo music, whatever that is.

So those of you that know me can figure out that music, live atmosphere and just being me will probably equal something crazy. How do you dance to Native American slash Folk slash semi-Polka type combo music? I don’t know, but I was gonna try a few things to see what worked out. First I tried to hand dance with Toya. Ummm, yeah…. its doable, but not quite hitting the zone. Then I tried Detroit (or maybe its Chicago?) stepping. Toya couldn’t even keep a straight face because I had the the serious stepper face going on but was slowed down 3.8 times to fit the Native American slash Folk slash semi-Polka type combo music. I actually wish I had video of it to show, I was laughing at myself on that one. If you don’t know “steppin” in this format, click this link HERE, and note the footwork, that’s what I was trying to achieve with Toya in the slow motion form. LOL. Needless to say, Nariah is starting to get embarrassed. Yep, she’s not wanting to dance with her father. After numerous times of trying to get grab her hands and try to turn her around and dance, she finally puts her arms inside her shirt.

Nariah??? You aren’t gonna dance with your daddy? Come on boo, its me!
Nope!
I’m embarrassing you? Really?
Nariah turns her head away. I try to pull her close to me and she leans back.
I can’t dance with you daddy, I would if I could
Huh? What you mean? Of course you can dance with me, come on!
Sorry, but there has to be arms in order for you to twirl me around and stuff, and look….. I don’t any arms!

She says this with a slight smirk too mind you.
I couldn’t help but laugh and be impressed with her quick wit.

But alas, I still had the last laugh as I put my arms in my shirt like Nariah had done, and proceeded to dance around her, armless. If she gonna be embarrassed, might as well go all out!
*She gon learn today!!!!*

And to my delight, Nariah did indeed start dancing back with me…. armless…

(Kinda ironic that my shirt fit the mood for me not even thinking about being embarrassed, LOL)