Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Bloody Battles

...perhaps you've experienced that feeling...lost in absolute bliss, loved perfectly, understood mind and body, without explanation. You can't know the height of such amazing fulfillment without history-making bloody battles, all fought, never won...but this balance is what creates such a deep burning desire, which time nor thought can extinguish. Together these two elements maintain a lifetime of passion...So, remember. The best things encountered in life, if of high value, are going to take work to attain and maintenance to keep alive...to those who have found their fire, nurture it, very few rise to the challenge...be the exception.

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Monday, March 29, 2010

"Splendor in the Grass"

I watched "Splendor in the Grass" last night. It was a beautiful and impacting film. It addressed the opinions of sexuality in the 20's and 30's, along with the pressures of society during that time. Not only do I think the film is a touching piece of work; I feel the theme and it's many layers can still be identified with today. The film speaks for it's self. Here's the trailer...take a peek...

It was inspired by William Wordswoth's:
Ode: Intimations of Immortality
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind... 

Friday, March 26, 2010

The Chicken Adventure

Isn't it wonderful when your strolling down the street and you pass by a restaurant; and the most enticing smells of tasty food come floating out the door tempting your tummy, beckoning you in.

...Or when you live in an appartment, like I do, and your taste buds stand to salute because the neighbor is hatching up some Tuscan inspired dinner...but for some reason your invitation was lost in the mail.

For the cooking impaired and unwilling (guilty!!) these aromas are always an absolute tease. The only sign dinner's ready for us is the familiar beep, beep, beep of the microwave.

Well, for the first time ever. I was guilty of causing all the taste buds in Pacific Heights to take pause and wonder? Where was that amazing smell signaling dinner was ready coming from? I, used the oven in my appartment, and roasted my first chicken.

This was no small feat!! And I couldn't have done it without the encouragement of a dear friend.

I've never touched a naked bird, ever (nor had I ever planned to). Looking at it, legs wide apart I was afraid of how to pick it up, it looked so vulnerable. I was told to wash it. OK, right! So, after a bit of analyzing I grabbed it by the legs and the fun began. It felt very personal to be handling and bathing a chicken. But I had to keep my focus...so, I dried her off ready to proceed.

I had read about stuffing things in the "cavity". So, I sliced a lemon, took some basil along with some Thyme and holding my breath pushed all these things inside...it is unmistakeably a "cavity". Next, the easy part...rubbed her down with butter and sprinkled her with some special seasonings. No string for legs (??), I took an olive poker and pierced the legs together. Into the oiled pan with some baby artichokes, oven (challenge there), roast, roast, roast for an hour... tad-ah!

My Chicken!  ...and a bit of self satisfaction, yummy.


Thursday, March 25, 2010

Little Pieces

Picking up where I left off...

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me."  ~Erma Bombeck
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