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Friday, June 29, 2012

Oh, happiest of Fridays!

Congratulations, you did it! 
You've made it to Friday!


You've waited the whole week for it,
and you didn't kill anyone while doing so!

You are to be commended.

Sound the alarms, toss the confetti, and suit up in your finest garb to attend the parade I'm throwing in your very honor.



Seeing that it's only Friday just 52 times a year, this is grand cause for celebration!


Go forth now, pop the bubbly,


 dance on tabletops, 


and enjoy the turn of this week's tide.
You've well earned it.


Happy Friday!

A beautiful weekend to you, and you, and you!

x
        

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Always believe that something wonderful is about to happen






For you never really know which day is going to be the best day of your life.

x
        

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Gracias for the Grassias

There's a new cheese on the block, a mixed cow and goat milk blend, and it's dressed to the tees with a delicate lemongrass wrapping.


 Photo Credit: artisanalcheese.com

This little scrumpet, known as Grassias, a play on the word "Gracias", was created by esteemed Cheese Maker, Paula Lambert of Mozzarella Cheese Company to honor its 30 year anniversary.

 It's also hailed from the great state of Texas, and I for one, couldn't be more pleased to see a finer cheese coming out from the Lone Star State.

  Photo Credit: aurelique.tumblr.com

It's a soft, moist, aromatic, creamydreamy and a lovingly leaf-wrapped beauty seething with multifaceted flavors of lemon, herbs, and infused with soft notes of citrus. I have plenty more descriptors fitting for this tasty smackerel, but that's quite enough for this sentence.


This delicate little number is an excellent choice for the "goat wary". While it indeed has the characteristic tart, goaty flavor, the creamy butteriness of the cow's milk smooths out the overall profile, lending a mild and pleasant flavor throughout.


I'm hankering for a hunka at the moment, and am thinking a lovely crisp and refreshing white wine would go fantastically with this delect-a-bit. 

Mayhaps a herbaceous Sauvignon Blanc from the Loire Valley of France? 


Would be a mouthwatering taste adventure, no less.

Photo Credit: cravefw.com

I say, give this newbie a fair shot.


Go now, be merry, and enjoy the lemony, grassy notes of Grassias.

You're Welcome!

x
        

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

A bubbly sort of day


Come with me, forget your troubles,
 we'll have a stroll and blow some bubbles.


The unpredictable little floaty things, 
these delicate soldiers of charm and cheer.


chancing your existence to take to the skies and soar, knowing all too well that your safety is uncertain.

 
  
and you'll glide forward to ascend with the courage of conviction, and where would Summer be without the chance of blowing bubbles?


For we are all very much like huddling bubbles, 
varying in shapes and sizes, iridescent in our own extraordinary ways, and as delicate as human flesh tends to be.


If you are shackled by sadness, fear, insecurity or doubt,
take note from the will of the floaty little orb.


For the bubble knows that life can be most of froth, 
but all the world is well worth the journey.


Make a wish,  
be blown away by the magic of it all.

x
        

Monday, June 25, 2012

Ocean Beach Silliness, Chiliness, Street Fair and more

A spectaculous weekend seething with hearty laughs, funsies, a 150 foot waterslide, a Chili Festival, a salmon feast, a smashing-good hoopla-la, beautiful company and scathing amounts of the cheesestuff.

Saturday marked the 33rd Annual Chili Cookoff Festival and the official summer kickoff in the land of Ocean Beach (OB).

The friendmates and I took to a grassy picnic of sorts. Lucky for us, recently appointed Chef Phil, of Bo Beau's Restaurant, was on hand to help with the slicing and dicing of my first class cheese plate.


Counter clockwise from the far left we have Red Dragon, a cheddar made with wholegrain mustard seeds and welsh ale.
Ewephoria, a heavenly, sheepy milk treat,
and Comte, a mountain cheese straight from the Swiss Alpines.
(All which are fantastical for making new friends)


As is often the case in the OB parts of the world, this picnic was not exclusive to the local homo sapiens.

The neighborly dogs were also in attendance and took to the gathering rather well. Meet Jaya Rose, her name means "Victory" in Sanskrit. We soon discovered that we were unable to teach her a new trick of hula-hooping, but certainly not from a lack of trying.


We made camp just outside of a magnificent waterslide located just one block from my lilypad. Believe me, when I say that purchasing a ticket for this massive inflatable structure is hands down, the best $5 you'll ever spend on a splish-splashy good time.


We then joined the thousands that flocked to Newport Avenue to partake in the festivities that this grand festival had to offer including, a kids wonderland, an artist's alley, laser tag, unique vendors, a thriving beer garden, and the city's local music talent performed live throughout the six event stages.

OB Street Fair and Chili Cook-off

Plenty of "Whees!" were had indeed.


The hooping took center stage as fairgoers young, and young at heart alike, shook and shimmied with the available hula hoops offered by Unity Hoops. The lovely Siouxanne and I even took to a mini spontaneous performance amongst the mayhem of the happy hoop-la-la.


Sunday entered and there was still much cheese about the kitchen for sharing, so this mini plate was assembled for the evening's going ons.


Which entailed a well received summer salmon bbq dinner with the beautiful friends turned neighbors, Baker and Sheri.


These two lovely humans are a much welcomed addition to the small community of Ocean Beach. As luck would have it, Baker's father is a fine fisherman, and is conducting research on the patterns of fish up in Northern California. 

The darling couple were gifted with these beauties just short out of season. They weren't even fished for human consumption, they left this world via natural causes.


So, it was only fitting that these King salmon straight from the boat chinook should be served up for our grilling delights.


Meet Atreyu, our new, and much welcomed, puppydog on the block. This resident loyal pup has been rightly named after the main character in The Neverending Story, and was on hand diligently prepared to dispose of any remaining scrapbits, to lap up any grease left behind, and to sit in your lap for a petting.

Good Atreyu!



The lovely Miss Sarah Cranberry, fierce violinist who also happens to have quite the green thumb prepared the veggie fixins for the grand feast.


Plenty of tasty beer, wine, fish-fishies and dip-dippings were present for our enjoyment.



Ooofy stuffed from the before...


and the carnage from a fine aftermath of much enjoyed indulgence.

Thank you, King Salmon, thank you Baker, Sheri, and to the beautiful friends who became family along the way.


and thank you Ocean Beach for showing us yet another magical weekend.

Summer has indeed sprung.

x
       

Friday, June 22, 2012

A Tri-Colored Eggo Bagel

No sooner should morning arrive, that I hastily begin to sense that old rumbly in my tumbly. 
It's a fine Friday, and I've no plan-o's until much later in the eve, so I set out to make my nearly famous Eggo Bagels.


You begin by beginning, then get to chop-choppin' up all the veggiestuff. The heirlooms, the peppers and the make you weepy onions.


Use six large eggs for the whisking.


Sauté your veggies and add seasoned accounts to your credit, (Apologies! that's what happens when you bank whilst blogging. Please kindly pardon).

Ahem...

Add seasonings of fine herbs, sea salty goodness and freshly ground pepper.


Toss in a bit of Mediterranean feta or the freshest queso fresco you can get your grubby little hands on this side of the border.


Find the finest of sprouted wheat bagels *


Spread a generous schmear of whipped cream cheese atop.


Scoop


Sculpt


and complete with fresh microgreens to flower the flock.


Ta-da!
Eggo Bagel daybreak eats.

Heading off to the morning after breakfast now.

Have a good a.m. (and p.m.).


*Trader Joe's - and I might add that Trader Joe's makes a lovely peanut butter cream cheese that's utopia on a bagel, but I wouldn't add it to your eggs, unless you wish to have a protein plus breakfast. 

Although you may very well conjure up a better recipe for Reese's Peanut butter Easter eggs while doing so, and that alone is well worth the effort.

x
         
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