In Search of Holy Places
1. I don’t want to cook. The movie was meant to inspire me and whip up a culinary masterpiece. What it did? Made me run the other way. Complicated kitchen wizardry. Sewing a duck with those gooey things inside? Zilch desire. 2. “Forget love, I’d rather fall in chocolate.” We were born to devour, savor, lick, […]
MoreI have a headache that feels like the Big Bad Wolf knocking: “Let me come in.” They made me gulp down Sambuca a.k.a. Burn Bugsy Burn. I cannot believe I sucked in the ghastly alcohol that was smoking up the glass. Fred the Bartender had flared up the booze and mad, but I drew the […]
More1. Bring reusable bag everywhere. If I forget it, I don’t buy anything (or stuff my handbag silly.) 2. No processed food= less energy (to produce it) and packaging. (That includes El Rey.) 3. Back to vinegar, baking soda and olive oil for cleaning. 4. Remember that less meat= less livestock consumption= less pollution. Roasted […]
MoreSo now I am attempting to write and K.I.S.S. (Keep It Short and Sweet, or)(Keep it Short and Simple, or)(Keep it Short, Stupid, or). I know, I am rambling again. Perhaps, it would a cinch. It could be complicated. Because how do I cram entire thoughts, circuitous, brooding, pondering thoughts that fill me up to […]
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