Alright, well, as any of the Vennegut faithful know, the true breakfast of champions is a martini, but we didn't have any dry vermouth lying around the house. Instead I substituted two poached eggs over a bed of Roma tomatoes, spinach and caramelized onions on a waffle. I thought it was pretty tasty and looked quite photographable.
This all corresponds with a new direction I am trying to take in my blog, which is a chronicle of the things I cook up in an attempt to push myself to create new and interesting things while expanding my cooking repertoire. Hope you all enjoy the photos and if you have any cooking/recipe ideas or techniques, please do share!
Monday, April 5, 2010
Hello and greetings interfolks~
I should mention that while I write this I am watching an episode of The Colbert Report featuring the inventor of the Segue strapped with a robotic arm. He is playing videos of soldiers who have lost arms strapped using these bad boys to do things like pick up grapes, eat with chop sticks and feed themselves cereal without spilling a drop. It is pretty incredible to watch and certainly gets to the heart. One important thing to know about the project is that it is code named (internally) "Luke" ... as in Skywalker. Yeah. At least he has finally contributed something useful to society.
Now I am just waiting to finish the Duke vs. Butler game which we had taped for our later enjoyment. Excitement shall ensue. Unfortunately for us, a Butler win grants us $400. The unfortunate part is they are playing Duke. Not sure if they have it in them. I suppose we'll find out soon enough. More to come...
Alright, so I know I don't have any April trickery up my sleeve, but stay with me on this one. In light of lots and lots of things happening in and around my life I realize I have been letting my blog entries slip through the cracks. Argh! No more, no more. I have revamped my commitment to offer up (moderately) quality insights into the life and times of a 20-something post-grad living in the digital age. That being said, it feels as if my life is right on the precipice of a major shift that will eventually take me out of my parent's house and on to greater and grander things. For one, this coming (Easter) Sunday will mark the last of my handbell performances with the Wesley Ringers handbell choir, to which I have been indebted for the last 6 months or so. The large gap left in my schedule will be filled with packing and sorting my life into compartments that can be moved about the west coast. Liberation through mobility! I mean, it worked for Kerouac, right?
The next stage of my journey occurs two weeks (14 days!) from today when I shall spring forth from Nevada County and hop on a jet plane up to Seattle to visit the oh-so-lurvely Moorea Ashley Seal in her natural habitat (or at least her adopted habitat). There are kayaking and symphony plans intermixed with Moroccan foods and other such endeavors. Very exciting stuff.
Upon my departure from Seattle I will have a few days to pack my things and head into the woods near Yosemite where I will be setting up camp in the shanty-town of Berkeley Tuolumne Camp. Last summer brought months of exploring in the woods, growing close with a group of phenomenal people and pushing myself in ways I had not previously considered (for example, reading bed time stories to children). Hopefully the coming spring, summer and part of fall will bring with it a further exploration of myself and help me to grow into the parts of my being that I feel are missing from my life here in Grass Valley. One can only hope...
On a less dramatic note, I am also excited to taste test my new kombucha batch that has been growing on top of my fridge for the last few weeks. I fostered the scobi from a bottle and the first batch proved to be quite weak. With any luck, as the culture has grown significantly larger it will yield a much more suitable drink. More on my slimy little buddies (with pictures!) soon to come.
While you're waiting, you may as well pop over to my flickr where I have uploaded a few batches of photos found lying around my collection from the last couple of years. There are some photos from Nisene Marks in Santa Cruz, some from the Outside Lands festival this last summer in Golden Gate Park, San Francisco as well as a few choice snapshots from my New Year's Eve extravaganza. All things good, all things good.
If that doesn't do it for you, I feel obligated to share the following with you all since it is just about the funniest and most heartbreaking thing I have seen as of late. Until next time, please do enjoy:
Alright, well, as any of the Vennegut faithful know, the true breakfast of champions is a martini, but we didn't have any dry vermouth lying around the house. Instead I substituted two poached eggs over a bed of Roma tomatoes, spinach and caramelized onions on a waffle. I thought it was pretty tasty and looked quite photographable. 
