I’ve become a junkie for Almanac Beers. Doesn’t matter which type I try, I’m over the friggin’ moon, I tell ya! The recent find was their Citrus variety. It was lemony, to be sure. And sour to…
Red-Handed
This little dude came about because of our love of monkeys. Mister and I have been smitten with primates for many years now, and while we’ve acquired specific monkey items for our collection, we didn’t have a single…
A Lot of SPAM A Lot
When I was a kid, my family ate SPAM. (We also ate Potted Meat and Vienna Sausages, but let’s save that for another day, shall we?) I know that in Hawaii, folks eat the heck out of some…
In Progress
My painting teacher is absent from these here parts, on a much-deserved vacation. He’ll be gone quite a while, and that means no painting for most of us students. Or does it? A couple of my painting…
Hi-Yo, Silver!
Mister was getting out of his car when he noticed something shiny on the ground. It was a ring. As he was in a random parking lot in the middle of nowhere, he didn’t try to figure out…
D-Squared T-Squared – Week 31
I’ve been reading about Nashville Hot Chicken for ages now. I’ve imagined it, wondered about it, doubted it, wanted it. I’ve even heard about a Nashville chain scouting potential locations here in L.A. But even if that comes…
Body and Soul
Yesterday’s post told of my neighbor’s passing. I mentioned how, as a Southerner, my go-to response to a death in the family is to cook for the family. And my go-to food is a baked ham. I…
Stop All The Clocks
The first time I heard W. H. Auden’s poem “Stop All The Clocks, Cut Off The Telephone” was in the film 4 Weddings and a Funeral. It was beautiful. It was perfect. It was heartbreaking. I think…
D-Squared T-Squared – Week 30 (Catching Up)
If my calculations are right (and the abacus never lies), this missive catches me up on my D2T2 posts! Yippee! Week 30’s project was a little old song. Mister and I took care of churning the…