NOT a food blog
After dinner, we proceeded to 789 at The Ascott. The bartender, “James”, was a lovely man. He seemed to like Olav a lot. The cocktails were great, although Gard seemed to think that the strawberry daiquiri lacked enough strawberries and had too much alcohol. I thought it was nicer than Sex On The Beach. The […]
P r e t t y P u i Ecstatic Eeyore Bouncing Barbie Smokin’ SOB “The most I can do for my friend is simply to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving him, he will want no other reward. Is not […]
A young boy guessed my age to be 42. My initial reaction was to be horrified. But now that I have had time to think about it, I shouldn’t be shocked. I am not that far away from 42. I look into the mirror for signs of wrinkles. I don’t see any, but perhaps my […]
Food, for me, is a means to an end and not an end in itself.
Food, for me, represents the love of family, the fellowship of friends, and the community and communality it brings.