Ok… how many of you knew that Succotash was not just a cute little word that Sylvester the Cat yelled out in frustration? Apparently it's also a dish from the South! And YUUUMMY! Vendredi je suis allée manger à Big E's Soul Food Restaurant. C'est de la bouffe du Sud des Etats-Unis mais gourmet! They have stuff on the menu like Gumbo, Jumbalaya, and yes, Succotash! I had Crab Cakes and Roasted Corn Succotash. Wow!! Amazingly yummy!
En fin de semaine j'ai regardé Apocalypse Now! I think I have suffered some psychological damage. That is one crazy, intense film! Ensuite, j'ai regardé "Hearts of Darkness": the making of Apocalypse Now! The people on that set also suffered psychological damage from making that movie!
Interesting snippets: This weekend I saw two sparrows doing it on a wire! Yikes! The male gets all puffy and does some weird head bopping movements to get the female interested. If I was the female, I would have flown real fast in the opposite direction! Ensuite, les gens où je demeure on un petit chien qui a l'habitude de pisser sur les femmes qu'il ne connaît pas beaucoup! Il a pissé sur moi trois fois hier! OUACHE!!! Do I look like a firehydrant! According to this site, this dog has low self-confidence and I do not give it enough praise… Is it prozac time for the dog?
Finalement, j'ai découvert le poète Pablo Neruda en fin de semaine. Quel homme incroyable. Il aimait remarquer les petites choses dans la vie. Et il les décrit comme si elles étaient une épiphanie. Voici un example (il écrit en espagnol, mais j'ai seulement lu ses poèmes traduits en anglais):
Ode to fried potatoes (Odas a las fritas papas)
The world's joy
is spluttering,
sizzling in olive oil.
Potatoes
to be fried
enter the skillet,
snowy wings
of a morning swan –
and they leave
half-braised in gold,
gift of the crackling amber
of olives.
Garlic
embellishes the potato
with its earthly perfume,
and the pepper
is the pollen that has traveled
beyond the reefs,
and so
freshly
dressed
in a marbled suit,
plates are filled
with the echoes of potatoey ambundance
delicious simplicity of the earth
-- Pablo Neruda
Aren't you hungry now???
1 commentaire:
The Heart of Darkness was an incredibly disturbing story of Britian's rape of the natural world, and it's sense of entitlement to rule over all. The sun never sets on Queen Victoria's land. When one of the colonizer's goes "native" the glimpse of life he gets drives him mad, as witnessed by his last words "the horror, the horror". Whether it is horror of his country, the natives, the situation, or what he has become we shall never know. But war drives even the most stalewart man into madness when he glimpses his own actions out of the context of his socialization. I have never seen the movie - the book was enough for me.
DAISY
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