Thursday, December 31, 2009

we'll take a cup o' kindness yet

was '09 the year to grow up? the unexpected death of extended adolescence? the slow birth of adulthood? hello, oh-ten. bring a new and curious infancy.

and, of course, delicious drinks i have never tried like the classic jack rose cocktail.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sebfwBVEVKE

Saturday, December 12, 2009

the first supper

I managed to make it through another set of finals. This is a privileged triumph following a few weeks rife with privileged complaining.

In the days leading up to the end, it helped me get through to think about what I would do when I had free time again. Laundry! Books for fun! Cooking a real, healthy meal! I even bought ingredients to make a dinner that had distinct elements that sat apart from each other on the plate and complimented each other. Nothing special but it sounded exquisite - fish, collard greens, and scalloped taters spiked with some fancy cheese finished with fresh baked banana bread ice cream sammiches.

But when it came time for the first supper of freedom, all I wanted was a buffet of finger foods and a bottle of a hearty, cheap, red wine. I needed to nibble and sip for hours. I popped olives in my mouth, plucked pomegranate seeds from the fruit, and traced patterns in the hummus with crackers.

After a few weeks of big bites and big tasks, it needed to be small. Well, except for the wine.