Monday, November 19
The Big S
We called her big S, aptly named for a woman who stood 5 foot 11 in flats and carried more then a few extra pounds.
"Fat" never seemed quite the right way to describe Big S. Voluptuous, big and beautiful, these were a much better fit.
I've never met a woman who could carry off being overweight with that much sex appeal. She never tried to hide behind big sweaters or housedresses. No, it was spandex and bra-less tank tops for Miss S much to the delight of many, many Latin men.
The first time I met Big S she was stirring tomato sauce wearing nothing but a black lace bra, matching panties and an apron.
"It's hot as yell!" she yelled in an accent that sounded one part western and two parts any big city above the mason Dixon line. Turns out the lady was from San Diego.
Oh, and she was cooking for me.
Our mutual pal Alex who was the maitre d for the catering company I chefed for, dragged her in when I complained I was short on prep cooks with a brain. The last couple of girls I’d hired didn’t know the difference between chopping an onion and curling their hair.
I was just about to say something to her about the possible hygiene issues of a semi naked prep cook hovering over a vat of tomato sauce, when she screamed "Try this!"
This; was a tomato concasse that I'd written on the prep list and assumed no one would tackle until I got there to show them how to make it even though everyone in the company had made concasse about five trillion times.
I let her shovel a spoonful into my mouth already writing the speech in my head. "Now see here, there is no room in a proper kitchen for non proper attire." Then the full and lovely taste of the most gorgeous tomato concasse I’d ever tasted filled my mouth.
I got the basil, the extra virgin olive oil but it was the back kick, I couldn’t place.
"It's a little bit of chili,” she said reading my face.
"I love it!" I said forgetting all about what she was wearing or rather not wearing. I also, for a full breath, forgot who I was, what year it was and whether or not I was dreaming, the taste was lovely.
"If you like that, you definitely need to try my guac!"
“Yes….”I stammered….I guess I do.”
The next couple of weeks were a non-stop gastronomic orgasm of delight with Big S infusing all my New York recipes with a heaping dose of Cali-Mexican and white trash southern.
To this day I add cayenne pepper to my Caesar salad dressing and jalapenos to my Apricot jam and proudly think of Big S.
But alas, she was only in town for a few weeks.
She left as she arrived in a cloud of hooting, hollering and fried chicken, leaving me with a longing I’d never before known for cilantro.
A couple years later, when I was stuck in a flea bag of a motel after a week of fast food with my parents on a family reunion of sorts it was Big S I called to rescue me.
She arrived driving her car, “the thing,” and announcing, “Honey you are about have yourself some fun!” then drove me to Mexico and spent three days pouring margaritas down my throat.
“Straight up darling, you don’t want the ice in this town!”
She took me to ensanada where the only tourists rode motorcycles or chewed tobacco and for our haute cuisine, we ate 25 cent tacos downed with beer.
For theatre, we visited emsanadas version of a stripper bar, and watched Mexican women dressed in one piece 1970's bathing suits, due something that looked like a cross between runway and the cha cha.
By the time I rejoined my parents, my face hurt from smiling so much.
Tragedy had befallen both Big S and me.
S would stand right back up and give tragedy the finger,
S lost a hundred pounds on the Atkins diet
As soon as she opened her mouth I knew Big S was still in the house.
"Ain't I the sexy bitch!" she screamed.
After her divorce Big S left her home and moved into a 30 foot RV which she parked in the lot at her job. The ambiance wasn't much unless you liked black tar with a scenic background, but she loved knowing that if the going got tough, she could wheel her life right on outa there.
When the Santa anna winds blew fire into San Diego, I was sitting at a restaurant in Manhattan with Big S and her great pal G. She stepped outside to take the call.
She came back to tell us they said the winds and the ash and fire were blowing right into her home on wheels.
I figured she'd go into panic or try and catch an earlier flight back to Cali, but instead she refilled her glass with chilled vodka and said," You know if I get back and my camper is totaled it just means it's time to start my whole new life!
Later on that week, we went to a costume ball and several drag queens fell in love with Big S thinking that at nearly 6 feet, she might be one of them. She nearly brought a 7 foot tall drag queen to tears when she explained that his/ or rather her freckles were beautiful.
"Hey honey I'm covered in them! Freckles rock!"
Big S and G came by my hotel room to say goodbye on their way to the airport. G was sipping beer on ice and both of them were as giddy as you can get at 9am.
"How do you do it?" I asked.
"Honey ..what's the alternative?" She said and hugged me.
Turns out there were 2,000 homeless people sleeping at her job and therefore her home, when Big S got back. She fixed her sewer pipe with some tools she had stored in the camper and dusted things off as best she could, then went about the business of feeding 2,000 lost and miserable people.
Right after that, I'm pretty sure, she went dancing.
Thursday, November 15
i saw the movie
the movie itself was a tad slow
brave soldiers giving up their lives
robert redford plays a college professor trying to turn around a student who is wasting his potential
tom cruise plays the politician who needs to make a win
like i said the movie was a bit slow
the lions are being led by the lambs
so here we are today
is a loss
hind sight is of course 20/20
so what now
i used to spend a lot of time on this site bashing
i hear the call to pull the troops out
Friday, November 9
hey kids i was just having a long talk with my pal tralena
id like to hear more music
id like to make love in the sand
how would you get more joie de vivre in your life?
Tuesday, November 6
was just taking a read over at ocean guy
and ocean guy writes about a new form of media
"Those of us who blog or follow blogs have long recognized that the traditional media… The Mainstream Media… is no longer the gatekeeper of the news, despite the way they try to hold on to that power. The New York Times and CBS, among others, have been slow in recognizing it… And even blogs are only a small part of the “new media.” Yesterday, I had a brief glimpse of the new media working to spread the news.
My daughter brought a few friends home for a weekend break from the University of South Carolina. They came to see what the Georgia Florida Game weekend was all about… and by all accounts had a great time. But by 10:00 yesterday [Sunday] morning, things started changing. That’s when the first text messages and phone calls brought them the news of a fire at a beach house in North Carolina.
Not all of the reports were accurate, and it took a while for the stories to come together… 6 missing… 7 missing… 6 dead… 4 got out… but the information kept flowing. Their network of friends was getting the story out through their cell phones and blackberries.
It would be several days before the names would be released. But through cell phones and IM’s and facebook, the story and names were already widely known"
thanks ocean guy
so what do you use as a source for news?
how do you trust?
all the mainstream media seems to slant so far one way or the other
blogs now seem to be the only honest source
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