This here Biggest Little City is expanding its palate. We've begun to embrace food trucks beyond the few I've seen for years (the ones I imagine are geared toward providing lunch for day laborers/construction workers). We're gettin' all fancy with our offerings.
Traffic Jam's Center Street Caprese sandwich: good and very filling - Phil, the truck owner is very personable every time we see him at the event
Anyhow, several times this year, we've sampled the trucks' fare. I've mainly stuck with sandwiches. If the food weren't so filling, I'd definitely be going for dessert, too. Maybe next year.
my favorite food truck fare of the year
"Les Greens" crepe (arugula, kale, cilantro, spinach, green onions, gouda, balsamic reduction...I added turkey to mine) - I cannot find this place online! - as far as I can tell it's called Hot & Healthy Creperie (that's what it said on the truck) - I hope it's still operating
Not pictured: GourMelt's Bumble Brie (Sliced green apples, ham, honey and melted brie on cinnamon apple bread).
What I'd like to see in the future: smaller bites. It'd be nice to spend just a couple of bucks each on several different foods. I'm thinking about the events where there are several food trucks selling on the same night in the same location. I suppose, though, that it might well be more expensive (in both time and money) for the purveyors to provide those smaller bites. Hmm.
Tonight, Cardo and I had our annual Hocus Pocus date night. Of course, I ended up watching most of it on my own after he fell asleep. (That's okay. He's been pretty exhausted today. And, well, at least he's not running amok. Har-har.)
"Hocus Pocus - Amuck! (HD, Best Quality)"
Related screen stuff: I've been very resistant to the idea of getting into another show. I managed to hold off on Glee (which I never hear about anymore, by the by), although I think I might have liked it. I haven't started watching the fairy-tale show Cardo has recently started watching. And, on and on. I am so easily addicted to teevee that, well, it becomes dangerous for my overall well-being.
However, I am seriously considering The Big Bang Theory. I just learned a couple of nights ago that Mayim Bialik is on that show. I think I might really need to start watching it.
I'd also consider Homeland because, hello, Claire Danes. However, I really don't have any interest in what I imagine the show to be. (And, I think I'm okay remaining ignorant about it.)
All right, I'm off to read or write or both. And, to listen to podcasts. Not to sleep.
sitting here working and the song changes and I'm all, “Hey, Jessica Rabbit
sings this!” Except I say it in my head because I'm working by myself and I
really don't feel like announcing it to the room. So, I'm announcing it here.
And, posting the toon cabaret version.
“Jessica Rabbit - Why don't
you do right”
pretty sure the version I just heard was Peggy Lee.)
(Also, I haven’t seen Who Framed Roger Rabbit? in years…and, yes, this is just the kind of stuff
my brain holds on to.)
About a month after planting. I'm sure it's much bigger now, three months later.
Well, we went back in July for some berry-picking.
Before we were turned loose, we learned a bit about the fabled three sisters (squash, beans, corn), through a story told by one of the people who works at the farm. (Not exactly sure what to call it, so I'll use farm for now.)
We glanced at the chickens and looked around a bit at the other plants.
But the kids were there to pick berries. And, therein, my being a good parent dissolved.
Pic was so excited to get some berries, but it seems I've raised her to be a bit too much like me. At times she's more likely to stand back a bit than push her way into a situation for her own benefit. TIme and again, she either pointed at or reached for a berry that was then plucked by another child. My response? Not something kind or particularly helpful; rather, I was annoyed with the other kids for being so pushy (or so child-like, or so fitting in this world, or so unlike me and my much-idealized vision of the world) and I was upset with Pic for allowing it to happen.
I got over it pretty quickly, though (more quickly at least than I would have in the past). I realized the other kids were just as excited and that perhaps I could just guide Pic to another area. She eventually found plenty of strawberries for her little basket. And, in the end, she really did have a good time.
Sometimes, I'm just not so sure how to exist in a world so overabundantly filled with competition. I'd much rather embrace my hippy nature and just go with the flow, man. Live and let live. Let it be. And all that jazz.
What I struggle with even more is guiding a child in this world that I feel so much conflict with. I want her to be gentle and open and loving and sensitive. At the same time, though, I don't want her to allow others to walk all over her. (I am loathe to say that I don't want her to end up like me, but there definitely are ways in which I want her to be so very different than I am. And, it all comes down to realizing that she's her very own being and it might not really matter all that much what I want for her.)
And, so it seems to all come back to balance, right? Finding a balance between reality and ideal. Between nurturing and letting go. (Thinking and being.)
Came across this video yesterday on Sociological Images:
"Why do Americans vote on Tuesdays? - Jacob Soboroff"
The Sociological Images post, "Why Do We Vote on Tuesdays?," also gives a link to an NPR story on the topic. Before reading that and watching the video, I hadn't realized there was a move to, well, move election day.
(Also, I am grateful to live in a state where early voting is available. I voted on Saturday. Pic, as she has since she was still in utero, came with me.)
(a bit of summer Pic -- a warm memory on a cold day)
The days are so full. Oh, October has to be about our busiest month. (Okay, it might just feel like it right now, but I think it's true.) Our days have been full of art classes, walking, debate-night dates, homeschool outings, (group) social networking, business building, podcast listening, tv watching. (Oy, should I be hyphenating those last four list items? I think yes. If so, pretend there're hyphens there, if you will.)
I've got so much I'd like to share here, but I'm just behind. That's okay, because, really of course, this is just my own personal recounting of my days and recording of my thoughts. It's a no-stakes game here. But, part of my being so far behind is me being such a dreamer.
I've spent a good deal of time dreaming about all of the things I want to do, all I plan to do. I am working diligently on trying to live here, now. Not to drown in the past or to float away into the future. Boy howdy, but is that a difficult task!
I did stop by right now to take a moment to just say how much I appreciate all of the good thoughts so many have sent my/our way. I've heard from so many friends recently and even those short moments of contact have been so welcome and warmly received.
I wish you all well also.
* Just looked "open letter" up -- open letters, apparently, are usually critical, so I might not be using that entirely correctly -- let's just say I'm using it in an unusual sense...or something