Sunday, March 2, 2014

Cafe Day

 
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Here's the thing; it was suppose to rain like CRAZY here yesterday (it did not, but the THREAT was LOOMING!!!) and if you know anything about L.A. you know that rain (even in minute quantities...)  has a paralytic effect on the driving capabilities of all persons residing here. SO, if you decide to brave the wet stupidity, you have got to give yourself TIME.



 
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Which is how I ended up in Brentwood an hour and a half before my hair appointment.

 
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WHICH turned out to be a perfectly civilized time to enjoy a solo breakfast of fresh squeezed orange juice


 
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and PERFECTLY poached eggs (it's a fetish of mine...) resting upon chunks of heirloom tomatoes, light, pure virgin olive oil, a few wisps of basil and

 
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the most delectable and perfectly toasted bruschetta On. Planet. Earth.
 

  
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Also there was a potato, but I didn't fall in love.

Anyway, my hair appointment was a successful whirlwind (thank you, Kevin!) and who should show up for my blow dry but the beautiful Myriam and her super hot hubby, Ian!

 
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Not only did the heroic Ian sit in the salon and WAIT for the final 'swoosh' of the dryer (are you kidding me?!), but he and Myriam treated me to lunch at Lemonade!

 
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Beet and tangerine mélange, pear, dandelion and blue Stilton salad AND a cup of white truffle mac and cheese! (Sadly, it's beyond my ability to fully describe the deliciousness going on here, but let's just leave it at INCREDIBLE.)

Flew home on a dry and almost empty freeway just in time for a nice glass of wine!

Great day.
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5 comments:

  1. GreenpaMarch 2, 2014 at 11:26 AM

    I really don't know why it is, but these things of yours uniformly make me smile. :-) And how did you become such an erudite foodie?

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  2. shandra beriMarch 2, 2014 at 12:01 PM

    Let's see what Wikipedia has to say about my hero;

    For Epicurus, the purpose of philosophy was to attain the happy, tranquil life, characterized by ataraxia—peace and freedom from fear—and aponia—the absence of pain—and by living a self-sufficient life surrounded by friends. He taught that pleasure and pain are the measures of what is good and evil; death is the end of both body and soul and should therefore not be feared; the gods neither reward nor punish humans; the universe is infinite and eternal; and events in the world are ultimately based on the motions and interactions of atoms moving in empty space.

    Yup, sounds right!

    :)

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    1. GreenpaMarch 2, 2014 at 1:23 PM

      Ha! You can't kid me. I've seen your posts fretting about the world. :-)

      And how did you acquire the epicurian outlook? Usually someone teaches it, or some event triggers it. Nosy, ain't I? :-)

      Ah, well. Schizophrenia is apparently pandemic, if not universal; might as well relax about it. In my case; when you mention Greek philosophers- I'm afraid the one I most identify with is Diogenes. I know, ick, right? But there was that great exchange, where Big Al The Great met him, and said "If I were not Alexander, I would want to be Diogenes!" And Diogenes tossed back "Big whoop. I'd want to be Diogenes, too." Gotta love THAT.

      I put up a new post on my blog today (a rare event), which, schizo like, is not diogenistic at all; you might like it.

      http://littlebloginthebigwoods.blogspot.com/2014/03/burning-my-old-friends-bones.html

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    2. shandra beriMarch 2, 2014 at 2:21 PM

      'Clear as clear.'

      So beautiful...

      The trees are in our tribe.

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  3. GreenpaMarch 3, 2014 at 6:43 AM

    Thanks. "The trees are in our tribe." That's really very good. I'll be using that, and saying where I got it. :-)

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