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Friday, November 30, 2012

Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction

Friday, yes!

I've been furiously pecking at my keyboard and it is in much need of a rest at the moment. So, today I shall direct you elsewhere.

Consider it a choose your own adventure game, what fun!

For news on the upcoming Ocean Beach Restaurant week, kindly look over here

For a sweet little lesson on cheese and honey pairings, this would be the place for schooling.

Thanks for reading, readers!

Have a fantastical weekend, one that's beyond any place in imaginationland.


Thursday, November 29, 2012

What if money didn't matter? - Alan Watts

I've been watching this here clip that's been circulating about the w3 parts of the world.

Perhaps you've stumbled into it while leafing through the pages of hyperspace.

It has struck a chord deep down to the core of my very soul.

"All wretch, and no vomit."

It's the very reason why I am no longer fingerprinting the dead, and have abandoned working for the man.

I have shared this with my young teen son, and now I share this with you.

I have chosen to devote my life to happiness.
I invite you to do the same.


Wednesday, November 28, 2012


Indeed it seems,
a day for cheerful prettied colors and candied dreams.

For confectionary sweetness,
and a blue-hued, smurfy popsicle mess.

For sugar-coated cupcake pops,
topped with sprinkled, well-wishy, bonbon shops.

For fancy, checkered teacakes
touched by charming kisses that a bee makes.

For magic castles in the cloudskies,
and easter-colored treats of pint size.

For chocolatey candy drops and dainty pleasures,
in lumps of odd shapes and sizey treasures.

and ornamental goodies filled with bits of sweetoothed surprises,

and spongy, fanciful things.

A day for pastel shapes of round,

and sweetened musicmaker's sound.

For smileyfaced breakfast pastries.
For crunchy bits of silky tasties.

and inviting heartbites of flavory love.

Sugared happies and sweet surprises to you today, 
and everyday.


Tuesday, November 27, 2012

The cheese plates of thanks and giving

The weekend whatnots gave rise to many bouts of diversion with the playmates. With the giving of thanks came much consumption in general, and feeding squadrons of the cheese hungry masses.

First a lovely dinner fete prepared by the culinary flair of Chef Cameron. The evening bore a name finely suited as Gobble Gobble Craft Beer +Tapas Night.

The evening's cheese board included bits of a well-aged, English Cheddar, a lavender and wild fennel pollen infused chevre with a fitting rockstar designation (Purple Haze), a four year aged Dutch Gouda, and the ever present goaty, Midnight Moon. Its slightly aged and nutty morselbits yielding notes of salted caramel could leave anyone to weep.

A sinful baked brie with tart apples and jalapeno jelly followed suit shortly after dinner.

Chef Cameron is in furious preparation at the moment, for his first closed door restaurant event this Friday, November 30th, which I am patiently awaiting with great anticipation.

Details for his inaugural event, NOSH, can be found here.

Think I'll be toting yet another lovely cheese board suited for effervescent wines come Friday.

With Thanksgiving day came daylight, and a formal cheese spread, for an assorted flock of lovely folks.

Thursday's serving included the extra touches of a tightly woven, blue marbled Jack, and a real treatbit of a double creamed, fromager d'affinois, the perfect substitute for butter. 

Our festive hosts were kind enough to give stars to all the cheeses which went smashingly with the day's holiday offerings.

The final cheese assembly went to a very special group of cheese-loving pals, for a proper pairing.

This plate was adorned with a Vintage Gouda, and the much welcomed, spicy and spoonable, St. Agur, a blue cheese, buttercream-dream of melt in your mouth proportions, both of which paired extraordinarily well with the selected sweet dessert wine.

Oh, how I do love the feasting and festing that this time of year calls for.

 Here's to snuggling by toasty fireplaces with cozy company, comforting food, and drinking from warm cups filled with things as lovely as drinkable kittens.

Thursday, November 22, 2012


Awoke this fine morning and began counting my teeth with my tongue while giving much thought to this given holiday.

To be perfectly honest, I find Thanksgiving to be a odd little American holiday, gathering around a rather large pheasant type bird, surrounded by ears of ornamental Indian corn everywhere (except for on a dinner plate),  the rather inaccurate historical recounts of happy Indians and men wearing buckles upon their hats, shoes, and belts to gather round a bountiful feast in celebration.

But along with the Presidential pardoning of turkeys and a giant inflated Elmo taking to the streets of Manhattan in the name of corporate tradition, is indeed a day of thanksgiving, not misgiving.

I'm learning more and more with each passing day that perhaps being thankful means recognizing what you have for what it is.

I am thankful for cold weather, as it serves as a kind reminder of how lovely the warm weather is,
and equally for the warm weather that allows us to truly appreciate taking comfort in snuggling up during the cooler days.

For colossal sweaters and bright leaves

I am thankful for the bad things that happened along the way, for they truly opened my eyes to the good things I wasn't paying attention to.

I am thankful for all those who I've bumbled and stumbled onto my lifepath, both good and bad, past and present, for you have all shaped the person I am today.

I am thankful for being comfortable with what I know, and comfortable with what I don't know,
and maybe even a little thankful for the things I'll never know.

I am especially grateful for this day,
to spend it with family, and the friends that became family along the way.

I do hope that you too, have many things to appreciate today and everyday,

no matter what life has served up for you.

Lotso grubgobblin' happies to you and yours today. 

Enjoy the love and the food coma my lil' tryptophanatic treasures!


Tuesday, November 20, 2012


The intelligence of elephants
irrelevant, but eloquent

their clumsy sort of elegance
is one of many elements

and when that wisdom elevates
it’s difficult to celebrate.

for once we see our cells relate
the thoughts start to accelerate.

well wisdom seems aristocratic
dusted down from someone’s attic

pulled apart and cleared of static
(fluctuations are erratic.)

for how we trace the web life spins
parts swept away like bowling pins

still, consciousness, our human prints
will never match the elephants

by Kathleen Radigan


Friday, November 16, 2012

Friday feel-good happies

 It's Friday again! 
An ultramegacongrats to you!

Which means the time has come to...

be in the now
laugh yourself silly
seize the moment

endorphin it up
be open to life's possibilities
remember that being you is enough

enjoy simplicity
take nothing for granted
touch nothing with half a heart

understand before reacting
let others help you
find the faces in the flowers

put yourself first
walk hand in hand with the truth
believe that humans can be oh, so beautiful.

Remember that being you is enough,
and trust that there is indeed,
a bit of good still left in the world.

Happy Friday


Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Get a theme song

Get a mission statement, 
then get a theme song.

For we all know that music has a powerful way of affecting our very moods.

It need not matter whether it's of the Rocky anthology, James Brown "I Feel Good", or Chariots of Fire instrumental variety.


As long as you have a song up in that headspace. A siren song to walk in step to every beat to the very soundtrack of your life.

To walk through the doors leading to that unnerving interview.

To dance along with that heavy thinking.

To join the explosive expressions of your personal experiences.

To provoke fond memories of nostalgia.

To soothe and relax you from the stresses of life,

 or to motivate you to do grand things with great love.

Perhaps choose a song with a powerful climax,
the powerful drum fill from Mr. Collin's "In the Air Tonight" comes to mind,

or one that's as tranquilizing as Debussy's impeccable Clair de Lune,

then create a feel-good playlist.

Whatever you choose, make sure it has the power to get you out of bed and singing in the morning.

For when the words fail,
music speaks.

All is well in the world, and today this is my piano-tapping, no better words for a theme song.

Go forth now,
getcher eye of the tiger on.


Monday, November 12, 2012

Dream on dreamer

Wherever you go,
go with all your heart.
You start dying slowly if you do not change life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love if you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain, if you do not go after a dream, if you do not allow yourself, at least once in your lifetime to run away from sensible advice.
-Pablo Neruda

Friday, November 9, 2012

China plate in a shooting gallery

Oh, the devil within you
on a day such as this.

With those wild sparks in your eye,
and the fireworks in your heart.

There's a sharp smell of a blaze of change,
and a burning hunger for the sweet embers of opportunity.

There is indeed a bit of flame and smoke about these parts,
and I watch as the fire's kindle slowly turns to glow.

Setting the frostbound heart ablaze

to feel the heat in hearth,
and rise in the wake of a searing sea of flames.

To reign in a time of candied possibility,

and to feel the warmth
of all that is well in the world again.

If the world is cold, make it your business to build fires.
-Horace Traubel

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