No, I did not post yesterday as the first shift of guests was departing... So here you go... Prince Royce with JLo and Pitbull help us remember that great latin beat to make any dance party brighter and... Yes, chulo(a) means just that HOT.
Enjoy BACK IT UP
Dámelo chulo. Give it to me Hottie.
The flurry in a holiday kitchen is always a mixture of memories of holidays past and present. The Jewish New Year of 5783 is no different as it crept up on me slowly as the warm temps dipped a bit with a cooler morning or two when I started cooking ahead of time.
The sight of a packed fridge and lack of inside freezer space moved matzo balls and broths along with other items like ice out to the carport freezer, Neighbors must have wondered about all my trips back and forth to the carport this past week.
My Atlanta crew arrived late afternoon on Friday in time to say Sabbath prayers with other relatives in NY via phone and so began our eating fest. The California kids flight had them here in time for dinner Saturday night and my brother Marc and family joined us.
Holiday traditional food requests this year included rugelach, sweet kugel and of course, Chicken and matzo ball soup. Hoppel poppel, Atlanta bagels and lox will definitely be one breakfast too. The kitchen is definitely getting a lot of traffic and workout which makes it all the more poignant to remember those who do not have our blessing of food security.
I recently attended a breakfast event honoring and recognizing those who generously help provide food for all ages in our communities throughout the state. Even if we can't personally help in the food banks, we can open up our wallets and help fund these endeavors.
Be generous throughout the year as it is not just holidays when food is needed. We are one of the wealthiest countries in the world, yet our nation suffers from food insecurity now more than ever...
Guess you might figure out from the dishwasher I have decided to change my drink of choice...
This morning's exercise class supplied today's catchy tune sung by Luke Bryant... I must be missing that country setting and Life in the End of the Rainbow Valley and all those pick ups...
... Shake It for Me
This is the killer from the Hooker Grocer and Eatery in Clarksdale, Mississippi:
Ever excited to discover the unexpected?
Yet in 2019 one piece created an issue on social media so the town commissioners decided to appoint an art commission to regulate and consider public opinion.
Attempting to include both international and local artists has not been easy as there is also 'basic free speech and private property issues.'
I could have used another day to photograph more of the murals but enjoy what I have captured and I'll try to learn more about the artists and their work too.
Going back in the archives for a Marley classic. Sometimes life throws us health issues, don't 'cha know? We internalize that angst and need a way to let it go...
Enjoy Every Little Thing is Gonna be Alright.
Even a hummingbird knew how special it is and visited its blooms.
How can one not feel one is not at a party celebrating seeing its intensity?
Happy Friday!
Did you miss last week's FOTO FRIDAY?
One never knows when en route to one destination, an unexpected find awaits. If we are too consumed in the final stop ie lunch, serendipity might have been missed.
En route to Sherman's Restaurant 2 1/2 hours south from Little Rock, roadside sat the Cypress Preserve Trust, 16 acres purchased in 1940 by the Greenville Garden Club, the oldest garden club in the state of Mississippi. This piece of property was purchased for a little over $3,000.
Along the long boardwalk was a cypress slough (pronounced slew) where the wetland depression/ swamp is dotted with cedars growing in slow moving water. A slough in this part of the country is referred to as a 'brake.' This preserve has 3 brakes.
The cypress knees create a surreal scene as the sunlight sneaks in between the towering cedars.
