Thursday, September 24, 2009

I GATTA PROBLEM WITH FACEBOOK!!!!!





  • I gatta problem with face book!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Do you wanna know what that is?

  • Your friend just sent you a Menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan Republik INDONESIA - You want to see who or send one back?
  • Sent a sweet tea 15 hours ago
  • Create your own quiz! We'll help with questions and tons of your friends will take it. on Tuesday
  • Your new Images are here! on Tuesday
  • One of your friends has a Birthday! on Tuesday
  • ____ accepted your friend request. Since she's new to Facebook, you should suggest people she knows. on Tuesday
  • Want to create a profile for your baby? Check out the new on Tuesday
  • De, add all of your cousins to We're Related. on Monday
  • ___________ won a fight with your help. on Monday
  • 3 Friends request
  • 15 Event invitations
  • 1 Sweet tea request
  • 56 Other requests
  • Messages 155
  • Updates 3
  • You have 6 cause invitations.
  • Support Starving Artists: The Underground Poet’s Society, Inc.
  • SPREADING THE NAME OF JESUS ALL OVER THE WORLD
  • Tell Everyone about how Awesome God is
  • Animal Rights
  • We want free Farmville cash when we go up levels
  • Support Jamaica Arts Development Foundation. just watched the video : "WHY DO
  • JAMAICANS RUN SO FAST."
  • Cervical Cancer Awareness after Gardasil
     
  • WHAT TYPE OF WIFE ARE YOU What type of wife are you or will you become!
  • How will people remember you when you are gone?
  • You have 2 what alcohol are you requests.
  • JESUS AT THE DOOR
  • IQ TEST
  • Gaza or gully
  • Movies
  • Plants AND animals from Farmville
  • A hug
  • A rose
  • An Accordian
  • What dead rock star am I
  • What hippie name am I
  • Greeting bouquet
  • Chicken, date tree, banana tree, a goat, another chicken, a passion fruit tree
  • What personality trait
  • Five lil blue cove requests
  • A Mandy, Aussie, Angelfire, Damsel, Holmes, Fish!!!!!
    Green patch requests! Birthdays, Mafia mob requests!

Monday, September 21, 2009

A Learning on Passion and Other Things

The thought, the thing, the person that made you stop and then that moment....gone

A writer with a gift to tell you what you're feeling and you haven't said a word.  This is a Dream Hampton.  I found her by chance some time ago.  I keep her on purpose... I share her with you.  She is a gift that should be shared. 

This was written on or at least published 8 years ago in Essence magazine. I've attached a link to the blog I took it from out of courtesy though I found it from the author herself.   I do not know her personally, but here she shares with us, what you and I have felt or eventually will feel.......


JAGGED EDGES By Dream Hampton

(from Essence Magazine, August 2001)
My love for him is wide. My soul reached out and chose him. It holds on even when I want to be free. When we come together, it is all the things I'm told are dangerous to seek. It's perfect. Every moment is a dream. It transcends who we are, the other lovers we might know. It's all things made possible. It's utterly distracting. When we make love, it feels as if he is trying to disappear inside me, as if he wants to climb inside and make me his home. When we collaborate, I can see our future, a full life of love and art and purpose. Our conversations are marked by both kindness and a deep desire to understand.

Our connectedness feels many lifetimes old, and easy. When we part, and we do, for years at a time, I have private conversations with him in my mind. I need to know if he thinks my absurd thoughts might be brilliant. I want to know if he read the same book I did, if he knows to see the movie I just loved. Walking down the street I find myself laughing aloud at some quirky observation he made nearly 18 months before. I imagine him in his apartment with his imported vinyl, or on his farm with his children. I conjure in my mind his long fingers, his light touch, his comfort with silence, his bizarre sense of humor. I keep him near me in this parallel reality because to banish him altogether would be for me a virtual death. Loving him, I've learned my passion is a boundless place, impossible to map or contain.

Unchecked, I worry: Is my passion no different than romantic obsession? Is this lover, unable to totally commit no matter how complete our love, merely living proof of my own woundedness? Can my passion weather his moodiness? I am afraid that my hunger for him is matched only by his for other women. And now I understand blues women who cut their men. Or burned them with grits. But because I know this man, because I have held his heart in my hands, I find it impossible to truly judge or be angry with him. I'm disappointed, certainly, at the reckless way he sometimes moves through life. But no more so than I am with the many ways I have betrayed and hurt the ones I truly love.

He calls my love a pretty pressure, and concedes to failure before he even gives us a chance. I accuse him of cowardice, because crippling a giant love like ours is a way to do less living. So I punish him with my absence, create distance between the nape of my neck and his kisses, as if wind could be bottled. I don't want passion that is measured by fits. I don't want to be so damn Billie. I try so hard to get it right. I try, as my therapist friends recommend, to "disentangle," and where I can manage, I do. I visualize the mature, whole relationships I'm told to want. I even make attempts at them, but it is our love, burdened by the irreversible pain we have caused each other, that occupies, as if in protest, the seat of my heart. This stormy love, this makes-me-feel-alive love, this private, nameless love, this hold-on-my-soul love.



Saturday, September 19, 2009

BAROLO NYC


The restaurant located in the SOHO district, New York City takes its name from Barolo, a town in the Piedmont region of Italy. Think where the knee would be of the boot geographically speaking and that’s the area! There is an extensive amount to information about this area were the famed Barolo “The Wine of Kings and the King of Wines” hails from, for here too you get Barbaresco and the Nebbiolo grape the base of Barolo wine, Barbera, (the other one I recognize), and foods such as Risotto and, Polenta, White Truffle, hearty Seafood Stews and Earthy Meat dishes that lend themselves well to this complex wine and others in the region.



Well not my intention to be and Italian historian for you to fall out of your chair in boredom, lets talk FOOOD! My first exposure to this restaurant was a Sunday morning reading the newspaper, and watching a show called Brindiamo, well the TV was really watching me but I started to pay attention when Ornella Fado the show’s host showed the garden terrace in the restaurant! I love finding little nooks and crannies like that in Manhattan. You feel transported if only for a moment from the hustle.
Serralunga d'Alba, Piemonte, Italia


Well I watched her enjoy a tour with the owner Paolo Secondo, he himself from the Barolo region and Chef Bergamini who delighted her by preparing some of the dishes on the terrace!
I have to warn you up front one of her favorites the focaccia Genovese which is a typical bread from the region of Liguria tends to be more salty than what many are used to but I enjoyed it with the balsamic vinegar and olive oil dip!

the place

There is a story behind this water feature! Positively forgot though but here are some view of the terrace. All this tucked away for you to enjoy in the middle (well not exactly middle on a map) of Manhattan.

Ornella Fado and Paulo Facundo At the water feature in the garden terrace

Another view of the terrace



The Terrace at night....


It was a ladies lunch day with a 11 year old nephew thrown in for good measure. We went to The Frick Collection, a must see if you visit New York and an old favorite of my family. Pearl River next, Sis had things she wanted to get for the home. Pearl River has a treasure chest of all kinds of goodies from Asia (and a little tea place if you keep going up!). Anyway we left there, I peek Top Shop out the corner of my eye (its right across the street) but resisted temptation as its more my kinda stop than theirs!

Everyone was hungry nephew wanted Ollies (our regular) and we didnt want to go too far to feed that hunger! We ended walking right up Broadway and the long front entrance of Barolo kept calling us in. We took a peek and after looking at the menu decided this would do nicely for lunch. Sis doesn't like to compromise especially when it comes to Mom by the way so this was perfect.

Old fashion Italian, white tablecloths, and the three glasses for water, white and red! Yes it was getting better as we walked in. We went through the front dining room up the stairs to the terrace dining room where you could then proceed to the garden with the water feature as the focal point but alas we couldn't sit outside because it was a bit too hot. We got a great banquet booth and the sky light in that room as you can see from the pictures made it as nice as being outside.


We sat against the wall in the booth in the background

Well Mom was in heaven, sis happy, myself elated and my nephew utterly fasinated.......with his new "Verizon wireless" (note the quotes because he kept saying that like the two words were mated for life).

the food


Impeccable service, Pelligrino water, Genovese focaccia, olive oil and balsamic vinegar all came quickly! The waiter waited on us with such care and was quick to explain to my Mom what to expect with the Orata. (yes I'm getting there).

So we started with the appetizers the Polpo Grigliato con Patate e Olive (Grilled octopus new potatoes and black olives tossed in light lemon vinaigrette and olive oil cured olives with capers), I can't begin to tell you the joy of cutting into an Octupus with a fork. The lemon sauce never overpowered the dish but just lent an undernote of citrus and acidity while the capers and olive oil cured olives gave a saltiness and bite perfectly complementing the Octupus. The Zuppa del Giorno (Soup of the day Roasted tomato and Fennel Soup) on a hot summer's day was just what the heat ordered. The hint of char reminding you of the grill was quickly mellowed out with sweet tomatoes refreshing fennel and a swirl of basil coolie dancing on top with creme fraiche. Wait, Im still tasting....

FRITTO MISTO DI PESCE (Fried calamari, shrimp and zucchini) was the nephew's choice and we ordered his when we did the appetizers because, well you know kids! And as you can imagine he could not finish it so I helped, and often. You have got to try this heaping helping of heaven. The calamari was no more than you should expect, the zucchini was not SOGGY (it can be done) but the shrimp had me (and Mom) at HELLO. Hello Shrimp, that reminded me that it could be deep fried and still tender because it wasn't over cooked, and the ocean sweetness that says fresh, today, and not frozen...yes I can tell. Now good-bye you delicious morsel while I eat you! Have you ever spoken to your food? You will here!

The Spagetti and Lobster were my Sis and my choice cause, well, its lobster and its pasta, and we were not dissapointed with a spicy red sauce, al dente (for real) spaghetti, and two generous lobster tails, again not frozen! Ah it doesn't stop on the fresh seafood here. Mom had the broiled Orata with potatoes. This fish, this medeterranian fish from the bream family was considered sacred to the goddess Aphrodite. I googled it! I had to. The flavor closest to the snapper fish is still better than the snapper fish. They fly this stuff in and it is well worth it! And by the way Aphrodite I get ya!!!


The sweetest, fluffiest flesh that you could imagine and butter and baby potatoes! It was a whole fish and though they wanted to fillet it for Mom she wasn't having it. I helped her there too. Never had that Orata fish before! Definitely will again! On the side garlic spinach a simple saute in butter with paper thin slivers of garlic.

Generous portions served meant hardly a space for desert but who could avoid trying at least one right! Well we also agreed and ordered Tortino di Cioccolato Fondente (Flourless dark chocolate cake with white chocolate sauce and fresh berries)

Gelati e Sorbetti del Giorno (Raspberry) Tiramisu (Layered cake with mascarpone, ladyfingers and espresso coffee),


I think that was it! By then I was so drunk with food and hospitality it really didn't matter. Total delight that place for lunch and we left feeling this would be added to our list.

I dont want you to miss out on this delight and we did not go into the fine wine list because we didnt drink that day. Suffice to say a wine list boasting over 1200 labels can be found here for you to explore with gracious assistance.Stop by you'll delight all your senses here!!!



398 W Broadway
New York, NY 10012-4302
(212) 226-1102

All restuarant pictures taken from Barolo's website. I did let someone know and the other picture credits are available at Google images. Seems I was so busy eating it didn't occur to me to take pictures. Ah the mistakes of a fledging commentator/critic!
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Monday, September 14, 2009

KANYE.............Ahhh,Nah thats all KANYE!!!

It has happened again. He has spewed forth more Kanyeisms and skisms than you and I can conjure up in one Video Music Awards Show.  Well now he has done it again (we are counting son).  Hey Kanye I got a word for you,  Actually its been around for a while its called humility. Other words in the same genre include humble, meek, and those kinda words.

Thing is (I didnt say 'problem is') that I dont think you are being anything else but you which is even scarier cause that means.....Ya really dont know any better!  And to think after all your tirades on Bush, we got you a black President and you still dont get the evolution!!!

Still love you though...dont know quite what to do with you but............

Sunday, September 13, 2009

OH HELL NAH HE DIDN'T SAY THAT, GO THERE, GET STUPID.....

Melodymaker at a website called Posterous.  Thats where I found this and I dont even know if I'm allowed to repost it.  But I had to help her share the nightmare thats going on in the dating world.  Seems this nut decided he was gonna try and pick up a chick while she was out with her crew (first fail).  Then he decided to leave her a long winded first 'contact' message (second fail). 

And now lets SUPER-size it.  When the, and I quote 'Elegant' lady decided not to call him back, he then proceeded to leave the mother of all messages (third fail).  When I found this it had 300 plus views.  Since then it has grown to well over a million for a reason.  I now share with you....wait for for it.... Dimitri, stuck on STUPID!!!!