Archive for the ‘I had a daily bliss’ Category

Stroop

April 3, 2012

I revel on a daily basis when I have a supply of stroopies.

The proper name is stroopwafels of course, but I gave them a nickname because I’m so fond of them. How can you not be fond of a tasty treat that rests over the hot beverage in your cup until it melts into just the right amount of waffley textured deliciousness?

I was so excited to take this picture that I spilled coffee all over the counter. See the drips on the handle? True story.

Now settle in and get cozy for I’m going to read you a beautiful bit of poetry to commemorate National Poetry Month.

Roboter Stroopwafels. 10 stuks

Ingredienten: Tarwebloem,

30% stroopvullin, suiker, 3.5% boterconcentraat,

Suikerstroop, lupiennmeel!

12% boterconcentraat

glucose-fructoses stroop, suiker, ei

lupinenmeel, zout, rijsmiddelen, kaneel.

Bevat tarwe, gluten, ei, soja, lupine

melkeiwit, lactose, kaneel.

(snap.snap.snap.snap)

 

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Velvet and butlers and clotted cream oh my

January 15, 2012

Homemade apricot scones! Quite delicious and the perfect treat for Downton Abbey viewing. Mrs. Patmore might even approve – though I did use a recipe and an electric stove

Yes, I am one of the millions consumed with every detail of Downton Abbey. I re-watched Season 1 this past week. I re-watched Episode 1 of Season 2 at least 3 times.

Everything about this show is perfection. The music, the costumes, the cast, the writing, the lace & velvet, the locations, the accents, the relationships…the costumes. I can’t think of a single thing that could be improved upon.

I long for a red velvet dress like Lady Cora’s. Is it wrong to want to play dress up?

 

Holiday decorating on a budget

December 26, 2011

Cats add an elegant quality to any room, decreasing the need for holiday decor exponentially.

observation

August 29, 2011

Fall is in the air. Somewhere. Just  not here.

And the winners are…

July 8, 2011

No losers here, only winners.

A mystery commenteer left me this sweet yet insulting feedback:“I am glad to be a visitor of this sodding web blog, regards for this rare information!”

I love it.

Much better than that though is the blurb on the back of The Lost City of Z – “David Grann’s Lost City of Z is a deeply satisfying revelation–a look into the life and times of one of the last great territorial explorers, P. H. Fawcett, and his search for a lost city in the Amazon. I mean, what could be better–obsession, mystery, deadly insects, shrunken heads, suppurating wounds, hostile tribesmen–all for us to savor in our homes, safely before the fire.”
–Erik Larson, author of Thunderstruck, Devil in the White City and Isaac’s Storm

Perfectly summarized and charmingly said. There is nothing better than reading about suppurating wounds, mystery and obsession. At least not for me. Mr. Larson, please proceed to the front of the auditorium to accept your award.

The freak people

January 20, 2011

The air is soft and warm and full of hope. I have to put my hand over my chest, pledge of allegiance-style, to keep my heart from floating away.

I could really live out some fantasies on a day like this…horseback riding on the beach with Viggo Mortensen, a walk around Pemberly with Mr. Darcy, eating a whole strawberry-rhubarb pie…

Instead, after my errand at the bank, I decide to pop in to Winn Dixie, formerly known by the slogan “The Beef People,”now known by the slogan “Fresh Checked Every Day.”

There is something super creepy about the North Port Winn Dixie. It doesn’t look “Fresh Checked Every Day.” Quite frankly it’s a seedy freak magnet, but being the adrenalin junkie I am, I go in.

I pick up some ccf – canned catfood – for those who don’t know the lingo. Then I wander on down the Cookie Aisle – just to see. And that’s when the angels begin singing o’er the plains, and the mountains echo their joyous strains.

The Elusive Archway Dutch Cocoa Cookie with brownie-like flavor, chewy texture and glistening sugar crystals.

I grab two (2) packages. And then, after wiping a bead of saliva from the corner of my mouth, I put one back. Greed isn’t becoming. Mr. I-Am- Looking-For-My-Archway-Dutch-Cocoa-Soulmate-In-The-Creepiest-Store-In-Town could be watching. I don’t want to turn him off.

 And besides, I’ve been thinking about living life a little more on the edge. Regular trips to Winn Dixie could be the first step.

Mornings I like

September 1, 2010

To the lady on the bike:

I like seeing you in the morning. Well not you specifically, but the little dog in your basket. The way he sits calmly looking at the passing scenery is  delightful. He seems content and yet eager, like he’s certain something magnificent is going to happen.

In my humble opinion, everyone should get to see a cheerful little dog riding in a bike basket in the morning.  

Give him an extra kiss on the head for me, won’t you?

Rewards program

August 10, 2010

In the middle of a mundane after dinner chore, I realize the sky is blooming. I grab the camera and run outside in my bare feet.

I feel a light headed and maybe just a bit special.

Yes, Florida has big, big bugs and gators, and humidity so thick it can be sliced, toasted and spread with jam.
But it also has skies that triumph.

Skies that humbly say, “Um excuse me miss. Stop obsessing over poverty, disease and injustice for a moment and look what I can do. I’m trying to help you here.”

I am aglow.

Gratuitous cat post

July 3, 2010

Holiday traffic is the worst-

I can sit in a box.

I can sit on the bed.

I can sit in a box on the bed.

I can sit in a box on the bed and purr.

I can sit in a box on the bed and purr and rule the world.

I can sit in a box on the bed and purr and rule the world and bring peace and joy to all who gaze upon my beauty.