Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Another Chain Restaurant – or – A New Culinary Adventure


On a little adventure the other day trying to find an open Indian restaurant, my partner and I saw a place called Arepas and Co. The place claims to serve Columbian comfort food, including the famous namesake, of which there are countless variants depending upon region (including Venezuela).

Arepas Image From Wikipedia Article
The SO has longed to try the food since that day. I’ve been postponing, trying to get back into the swing of workouts and swimming while maintaining a happy, heavy writing schedule. Today is the day, though. I cannot put it off any longer. And as the blog post title attests, this is not a mom and pop kind of place.

I’ll try to have a positive attitude. Heck, even chain restaurants start with a few stalwart folks trying to support a family. And as they go, this one serves something a little different while also not being a worldwide conglomerate. So maybe purchasing their wares won’t fund a proxy war in some unsuspecting nation. ~sigh~ I know, be positive. And I’ll probably like it, even if I feel the bloat afterward.

Have you eaten Columbian cuisine?

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Monday, January 22, 2018

Positive Sparks Monday - Music to My Ears



To quote Annie of McGuffy’sReader, the bright spirited blog where she created Sparks Mondays, “I believe we are meant to be lights in this world. If we allow our light to shine, we can see where we are going. It is then that we can begin to truly see each other clearly. Together, we can light up the entire world!”

I don’t know why, but the band Bon Jovi tends to be put down by folks a lot. They’re sort of like Nickelback that way. And I’m sorry, but I’ve enjoyed concerts by both groups. That said, I decided to follow my ongoing theme of inspirational quotes by musicians and go with one by John Bongiovi (see what he did with his name there? And yes, I’ve been an obsessive music geek since grade school).


Thanks again to Brainy Quote. The image is my own.

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Saturday, January 20, 2018

Excited? Or Neurological Condition?



I’ve noticed in Jezebel an increasing oddity. Usually it happens when she’s looking out a window, so we are assuming she vibrates out of excitement.


Have you ever seen an animal act like this?

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Friday, January 19, 2018

Leftovers Taken to a New Level



I adore Indian and Indo-Chinese food. But nothing I’ve managed to cook up from packaged sauces compares to what some of our fine restaurants serve. So the other day my partner and I went on a bit of an odyssey to satisfy my craving.

First we ordered online from our local place Indian Rasoi (I understand that rasoi translates to ‘kitchen’ in one dialect). At first planning to stay home and write, I decided to drive at the last minute.

And good thing.

Upon arrival my partner found a locked door and a ‘temporarily closed’ sign and I decided it time to move onto plan B. While I eschew owning a smart phone, having one in the car proved fortuitous. At my urging we located a place a few miles down the road called Indian Chaat Café.

After we were headed home with our yummy orders, we received a phone call from a Indian Rasoi employee. As it turns out, there was an accident resulting in injury. They were forced to close without notice and rush their family member to the hospital. My SO had the kind presence of mind to say we would be coming by sometime in the near future once they were up and running again, and we wished everyone well.

Fast forward to several days later. The chicken vindaloo is gone, as is the paneer tikka masala. Well, except for the sauces. So, what’s for dinner tonight?

My Photo Probably Doesn't Do the Food Justice; Still, Yum...
I thawed a frozen chicken breast, sliced it into cubes, browned them, and added both sauces. Hopefully, that’s not sacrilege. But it smells delicious.

Do you like leftovers?

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Thursday, January 18, 2018

Jezebel Strikes Again



Our two cats are aged, as mentioned the other day when I shared an image of Tilly staring at me. Jezebel, however, does retain more of a playful nature. She reserves it for the middle of the night mostly, however.

(big shock, right, fellow cat lovers?)

One thing she’s taken to doing is opening a drawer built into our recliner couch. I have witnessed her during the daytime, lying on the floor and digging her nails into the upholstery to drag it open. I can only imagine she discovered the delightful reaction by accident, and find the evidence walking by with breakfast in hand.

That said, for a while Jezzy had fun dragging off a stringed stuffed mouse toy tucked into the top of one of their cat trees (three! All built by my dad, whose a dog person, I might add). I’d get up the next day and have to look for the mousie, setting up her challenge for that evening.

That activity kind of went the way of the dodo, though she still climbs those carpeted towers now and again. But I want to encourage her play, stimulate her mind a little. And catnip mostly seems to bore the girls now for some reason (perhaps diminished senses?).

So I decided to move the toy and try this:

How's It Hanging, Mr. Mouse?
As you can imagine, she has not played along the way I imagined. If the drawer is open, the mouse might remain dangling there like a hangman’s victim. At least I caught her in action, as you can see in this series below.

"What's This?"
She Works Fast Sometimes
"Eh, I'm Done."
"Time for a Nap"
Getting Comfortable
"Almost There... What?"
"Ah..."
How do you like to play?

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Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Breaking Convention



Since childhood I've had a tendency to buck convention. It didn’t matter if the cool high school kids talked during study hall. I preferred to have my evenings free for more interesting pursuits like blasting Ozzy Osbourne or sneaking out to see my boyfriend.

(I blame you, dear Liz A., for the remembrance of my school days. Thanks for sharing your stories of substitute teaching and more)

Nowadays I might leave my Christmas tree up an extra month or so because I got it set up late. This year, I had a Halloween display on my mantle through New Year’s because those things made an appearance just days before October thirty-first. Don't blame me, though, I asked for help bringing up boxed decorations and got none. Then puppy dog eyes at mention of putting my haunted house away set the tone.

All that brings me to now. My kitchen island is home to a vintage cookie jar and another oldie-but-goodie, an aged ceramic turkey. Yes, I have had the little guy out for a few months. To my credit, I only got the piece this year after my father cleaned out the old homestead before selling.

Things got moved around a little the other evening to make room for the deep fryer. And then, thinking I should wrap up and store the turkey, I saw this:

Don't the Kittens Look Wary Observing the Bird? Cracked My Simple Self Up
What unwritten rules of the adult world do you like to break?

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Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Silly Me Strikes Again



I tend to go into anything with the best of intentions, like saving paper. Tired of fiddling with the often broken down ActivTrax kiosk at my local YMCA, I thought printing workouts at home using both sides of the sheet the way to go.

This has been going on for a few weeks now. You’d think I would have it down pat, knowing which side of the printed page should face up inserted in the paper tray. You would be wrong. The other night I ended up with this:

Weirdly, the Last Workout Remains Pretty Legible Here
Thus, I wasted ink by having to print it again. But by golly, I got it now. And I’m probably more certain to remember in future. Right? One can hope.

Flipped Over It's Less Useful Than the Workout the Kiosk Spit Out en Español
 How often do your good intentions backfire?

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