Unless you've been marooned on Discovery, the space shuttle, you must realize the entire week has been a glut of Oscar-related info. If you go to movies at all, you HAD to have formed an opinion about something. Paul has had award mania since the days when he held his own Paulie Award Dinner at The Mining Company in Geneva, IL. (Who could forget Paul's own movie version of "The Exorcist" starring "Lucan" as the devil's victim and Ken as the priest who exorcised... no jokes here ... that IS exorcised NOT exercised!)
Saturday, we just hung out. Paul had to go into work for a job fair. Later in the afternoon, we headed to South Miami in search of the West Elm store to make a purchase. That done, we grabbed a bite to eat at Cheese Cake Factory and headed home. Tomorrow is Sunday you know ... that means BREAKFAST!!
Larry met Daisy in one of his workout classes. Her husband, Eddie, works for a company that distributes ice cream and dairy products to hotels, resorts etc. internationally... Marriott Doral is one them. They invited us to go with them for a Cuban breakfast on Sunday morn; and who are we to risk friendship by refusing!
They took us to a small, cozy restaurant not far from our own neighborhood. Everything on the menu was in Spanish with English immediately below. Since they go there often, we asked what they suggested. Each listing seemed to "grow" in size (but only 50 cents in price) and it seemed like so much food. They said we could order Number One and one of us order Number Two (basically the same), except added croquettes, and share. Paul and I did that; let me tell you just what was included:
Two eggs, any style choice of ham, bacon or sausage
French fries or sauted potatoes
French toast (French-style loaves of
Cuban bread lightly toasted)
Cuban coffee con leche
Fresh orange juice (extra)
Two croquettes (Resembles large egg rolls, but different filling)
That meal was around $6.00 ... delicious ... and they explained what is basically different between Cuban and American breakfasts. Frankly, I think the most noticable difference was the price!!
It is now time to get down to serious business. At 11:30 am, Paul wanted to know if it was time for pina coladas ... well, maybe ... but he does get the machine ready. We change into our swimsuits and lounge by the new pool ... the sun moves higher into the sky ... Paul is getting anxious. One would think he is emcee at the Oscar ceremony instead of James Franco. (Actually, he probably would have been better.) We decide to come in and get ready for our annual Oscar TV marathon ...
You know! This thing has dragged on long enough ... you have probably heard who won the Oscars, but do you know the results of OUR balloting?
Suspense will keep you alert, my frozen ones ...
Marma
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
WORK OUT WORLD
Larry is out somewhere taking his "steps" class to strengthen his muscles and make him look like his former model self. I'm here thinking today won't be gym day for me because a pool guy is coming to school Larry on swimming pool maintenance. That's okay ... we can go into the pool this afternoon and, who am I kidding? Sunshine, cool, blue water and a pool- side mat sounds much more tantalizing than a bike machine in a semi-dark gym! Conditioning ... or tan? Come on!!
As for the Silver Sneakers classes, they have been different every time I've gone. We go to two different gyms, so the instructors are seldom the same. During the first session, most of the exercises were done sitting down. Didn't think that would accomplish much for me. The next time was more standing and more leg exercises - better. The next time ...
When they refer to us oldsters as senior citizens, there's a reason - age. Thankfully, I'm a little better off healthwise than a lot of those in the classes; but this day ... whew!! The instructor was probably a substitute but she would not allow sitting, no between times to sip water and the weight exeercises were brutal. I use 3-pound weights because I'm a newbie and am not sure what I can take (most use 1 to 2 lbs). Let's just say if that gal comes back to lead the group and won't pause, I'm going to lower weights; chicken that I am. I could keep up for the most part but many just put their things away and stood in the back for the next fifteen minutes. Was surprised, however, that I was not sore at all the next day or two. Must have done something right ...
All in all the exercise classses are somewhat mild but stimulating enough to get the blood flowing. (One day's class was a complete change-up ... all Yoga, complete with soft music and dim lights ... very nice.) They also have coordination intervals using a ball and a number of claps between tosses in the air ... okay to the "three" number and then it's retreat time ... dumb "ol' ledee" as Paul would say.
Do enjoy the bike machine ... Lance Armstrong will have nothing on me when I get that speed up and the mileage recorded!! For "cool down" period, we usually hit the grocery store on the way home. Don't know if Larry really needs to get groceries or if it's actually cooling down in the store air conditioning. Who cares! Larry cooks and Paul and I eat well!!
Posted a couple of pictures of the pool before (when Jonferes was here) and later (when it was filled). Quite a contrast ... take a look on Facebook.
There will be more, I'm sure, as we enjoy the company of the "gals across the yard"; the pool lit up with undewater night lights and the balmy Florida breezes. (Did I see snow forecast for you guys again? Reporters say Chicago may break their February-snow record this week. Don't fret ... Cubbies and Sox will regale us before long ... and, I suppose, the Cardinals!)
Thinking of you all, somewhat ...
Marma
As for the Silver Sneakers classes, they have been different every time I've gone. We go to two different gyms, so the instructors are seldom the same. During the first session, most of the exercises were done sitting down. Didn't think that would accomplish much for me. The next time was more standing and more leg exercises - better. The next time ...
When they refer to us oldsters as senior citizens, there's a reason - age. Thankfully, I'm a little better off healthwise than a lot of those in the classes; but this day ... whew!! The instructor was probably a substitute but she would not allow sitting, no between times to sip water and the weight exeercises were brutal. I use 3-pound weights because I'm a newbie and am not sure what I can take (most use 1 to 2 lbs). Let's just say if that gal comes back to lead the group and won't pause, I'm going to lower weights; chicken that I am. I could keep up for the most part but many just put their things away and stood in the back for the next fifteen minutes. Was surprised, however, that I was not sore at all the next day or two. Must have done something right ...
All in all the exercise classses are somewhat mild but stimulating enough to get the blood flowing. (One day's class was a complete change-up ... all Yoga, complete with soft music and dim lights ... very nice.) They also have coordination intervals using a ball and a number of claps between tosses in the air ... okay to the "three" number and then it's retreat time ... dumb "ol' ledee" as Paul would say.
Do enjoy the bike machine ... Lance Armstrong will have nothing on me when I get that speed up and the mileage recorded!! For "cool down" period, we usually hit the grocery store on the way home. Don't know if Larry really needs to get groceries or if it's actually cooling down in the store air conditioning. Who cares! Larry cooks and Paul and I eat well!!
Posted a couple of pictures of the pool before (when Jonferes was here) and later (when it was filled). Quite a contrast ... take a look on Facebook.
There will be more, I'm sure, as we enjoy the company of the "gals across the yard"; the pool lit up with undewater night lights and the balmy Florida breezes. (Did I see snow forecast for you guys again? Reporters say Chicago may break their February-snow record this week. Don't fret ... Cubbies and Sox will regale us before long ... and, I suppose, the Cardinals!)
Thinking of you all, somewhat ...
Marma
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
BREAKFAST AND THE ARTS
Sundays and special breakfasts just seem to go together, whether at home or out ... this Sunday was "out"! Coconut Grove, a lovely suburb with lots going on all the time, has an annual art festival and that's where we headed. First, however, breakfast!
When we had been in this area before, we always saw the outdoor patio of this corner-resaurant crowded with people. Other spots near it had open seating and no apparent waiting. Could only mean one or two things ... good food, reasonable prices. We decided to try, even if we had to wait.
The Green Street Cafe has mostly outdoor dining. Situated on a corner, one side is for waiting convenience and having having a beverage of choice. The other longer side has many tables stretched over what seems to be half a city block. We arrived at a very good time, but still had to wait. This "waiting" spot was so different from typical Florida restaurants ... Louis XIV-style velvet, tufted love seats with little end tables topped in imitation marble ... the outside streets were festooned with many types colorful tropic flowers ... made the environment feel more like a courtesan garden than a restaurant patio.
We were called, seated at a small round table "around the corner" and given our menus. I liked the fact that it was not an extensive menu; basic breakfasts very well prepared. We were very hungry and devoured omelets filled with cheddar and various goodies, eggs benedict florentine and whole wheat toast one-inch thick ... a little mimosa and excellent coffee ... we were ready for the day!!
Seems more time is spent in describing food than our excursions ... eating outside in the sunshine is just so delightful, especially at this time of year. (Sorry, Midwesterners!) We were so lucky ... we turned down the street to the Green Cafe and pulled right into a parking space at the end of the block. That's unbelievable since last year we were late in going to this fest and had to return home because we couldn't even navigate down the streets to look for parking. We walked a few blocks and entered this huge exhibit with all types of art, a few culinary places in lobbies of the downtown buildings or on the lawns. Everything is in the center of downtown Coconut Grove and is their biggest annual affair. Artwork is beautiful for the most part, but is large and expensive ... jewelry and clay art and even smaller items are expensive. However, the one thing that was tempting to me were the Humpty Dumpty sculptures - large cookie jar sizes down to smaller versions - metal, humorous, different, well done. They were to adorn shelves or similar spots ... had one lying on the ground with an unhappy face and partially broken shell, the egg oozing out ... titled "Scrambled Egg" ... very cute! (Guess you had to be there!)
Took pictures next to various works ... I insisted on mine being taken by a big, red, metal bull ... all the better to honor my Chicago Bulls! Paul & Larry were interested in a few things ... they had their front room entry area with the two-story ceiling in mind, especially one large wall. Larry inquired about one huge piece and when the artist told him it was $10,000, we hurriedly moved on and purchased some roasted cinnamon nuts. A little more within our price range, to say the least.
We roamed around, saw many interesting but, for us, unattainable works of art. We did talk to an artist in one booth where they sold old, used lobster traps,repaired, refinished and made into frames for paintings of different fish. Jen & Jason had purchased a similar item last week when they were in Key Largo. The fellow, a Hemingway look-alike, told us that his main office and home was in Key Largo and that they probably purchased their art at his studio. We looked at the metal plate attached to each one and I do believe he was right ... should have asked for his autograph so the J's could have had one more vote of authenticity. Oh, well ...
And that was our Sunday ... got rather hot ... drank some coolers when we got home ... sat outside and watched Paul barbeque ... got three DVDs from the gals across the yard ... Oscar nominated films that are not in stores yet ... need we say more ?
Regional executives are at Doral this week, so Paul's days run into nights.
Pool is up and running (looks gorgeous) but we can't go in until the chemicals mix ... two or three more days ... and some of the paver tiles have shifted and the guys are supposed to come today to fix that. Am sure photos will abound when everything is ready to go. Thinking of you all. Hope the two Jens are liking their new jobs. Carry on! Easter is just around the corner ...
Marma of the Everglades
When we had been in this area before, we always saw the outdoor patio of this corner-resaurant crowded with people. Other spots near it had open seating and no apparent waiting. Could only mean one or two things ... good food, reasonable prices. We decided to try, even if we had to wait.
The Green Street Cafe has mostly outdoor dining. Situated on a corner, one side is for waiting convenience and having having a beverage of choice. The other longer side has many tables stretched over what seems to be half a city block. We arrived at a very good time, but still had to wait. This "waiting" spot was so different from typical Florida restaurants ... Louis XIV-style velvet, tufted love seats with little end tables topped in imitation marble ... the outside streets were festooned with many types colorful tropic flowers ... made the environment feel more like a courtesan garden than a restaurant patio.
We were called, seated at a small round table "around the corner" and given our menus. I liked the fact that it was not an extensive menu; basic breakfasts very well prepared. We were very hungry and devoured omelets filled with cheddar and various goodies, eggs benedict florentine and whole wheat toast one-inch thick ... a little mimosa and excellent coffee ... we were ready for the day!!
Seems more time is spent in describing food than our excursions ... eating outside in the sunshine is just so delightful, especially at this time of year. (Sorry, Midwesterners!) We were so lucky ... we turned down the street to the Green Cafe and pulled right into a parking space at the end of the block. That's unbelievable since last year we were late in going to this fest and had to return home because we couldn't even navigate down the streets to look for parking. We walked a few blocks and entered this huge exhibit with all types of art, a few culinary places in lobbies of the downtown buildings or on the lawns. Everything is in the center of downtown Coconut Grove and is their biggest annual affair. Artwork is beautiful for the most part, but is large and expensive ... jewelry and clay art and even smaller items are expensive. However, the one thing that was tempting to me were the Humpty Dumpty sculptures - large cookie jar sizes down to smaller versions - metal, humorous, different, well done. They were to adorn shelves or similar spots ... had one lying on the ground with an unhappy face and partially broken shell, the egg oozing out ... titled "Scrambled Egg" ... very cute! (Guess you had to be there!)
Took pictures next to various works ... I insisted on mine being taken by a big, red, metal bull ... all the better to honor my Chicago Bulls! Paul & Larry were interested in a few things ... they had their front room entry area with the two-story ceiling in mind, especially one large wall. Larry inquired about one huge piece and when the artist told him it was $10,000, we hurriedly moved on and purchased some roasted cinnamon nuts. A little more within our price range, to say the least.
We roamed around, saw many interesting but, for us, unattainable works of art. We did talk to an artist in one booth where they sold old, used lobster traps,repaired, refinished and made into frames for paintings of different fish. Jen & Jason had purchased a similar item last week when they were in Key Largo. The fellow, a Hemingway look-alike, told us that his main office and home was in Key Largo and that they probably purchased their art at his studio. We looked at the metal plate attached to each one and I do believe he was right ... should have asked for his autograph so the J's could have had one more vote of authenticity. Oh, well ...
And that was our Sunday ... got rather hot ... drank some coolers when we got home ... sat outside and watched Paul barbeque ... got three DVDs from the gals across the yard ... Oscar nominated films that are not in stores yet ... need we say more ?
Regional executives are at Doral this week, so Paul's days run into nights.
Pool is up and running (looks gorgeous) but we can't go in until the chemicals mix ... two or three more days ... and some of the paver tiles have shifted and the guys are supposed to come today to fix that. Am sure photos will abound when everything is ready to go. Thinking of you all. Hope the two Jens are liking their new jobs. Carry on! Easter is just around the corner ...
Marma of the Everglades
Saturday, February 19, 2011
WEAK WEEK
Guess it's time to get down to basics ... Larry works out at Bally's every day and his little mind went haywire! He thinks my fleshy frame needs adjusting; so, he obtained the necessary paperwork, Jane obliged by locating and mailing my insurance card (to get the stuff paid for, not necessarily for what may happen), and Thursday I began what MAY be my daily workout sessions.
Love the title of the group - Silver Sneakers ... that should tell you something right there!! I think Larry knows everyone in the gym. He showed me where the exercises would take place, talked to a few ladies and, after locating proper equipment, said we would meet an hour later.
It was an experience, especially since I haven't done specified group exercises since I was in college. Don't laugh though - all you physically fit specimens - this first day was different. The ladies (and men) are mostly senior citizens so the equipment is as follows: a chair, weights, an exercise band and a rubber ball ... most of the activity was done sitting down except a moderately fast rhumba number with specified steps and leg lifts. After an hour of "getting fit", I met Larry and we drove home. We compared notes, laughed a little and tomorrow we will go to a different gym as this one does not meet on Fridays (my group). Wonder if I will be sore!
There may be a surprise in store for Paolo! The pool men (no, Hillary, not THAT kind of pool boy!) are in the pool itself coating the bottom and sides and spraying. They have been there almost all day and perhaps this is it!! We thought the pool would have a blue layer, but it just looks like concrete. Time will tell ... (One funny sight. The four men strapped huge sponges to their feet to keep water from soaking their shoes. Did they consider some sort of lightweight boots might do the trick? Oh, well ...)
We didn't tell Paul the pool men had shown up ...
Friday ... Larry and I were off to the "Miller" Bally's. Not much traffic so we got there early and Larry put me on a bicycle machine. What fun! I biked about four miles before the Silver Sneakers beckoned. This was an entirely different thing ... same excercises, standing up, faster, more leg work. We had the option to sit but most chose to stand. Felt the muscle "strain" more here ... a lady told me that when the entire class sits, they feel somewhat intimidated when too many stand. I suppose that's true, especially for the arthritic or lightly disabled. Two days ... we will see what next week brings.
Pool is finished and is filling with water. Paul won't know until he gets home. It will take 24 hours. When it was half-full, it began to look blue. The men told Larry that blue crystals in the coating would reflect and make a beutiful color ... they were right ... it's gorgeous! Paul came home and didn't even look outside ... we had to tell him to go check whatever. He was thrilled and we kept wandering and looking and anticipating ...
We can't actually go in the water until the chemicals are properly mixed and set, etc. They will come back and inspect and EVERYONE can take a dip. They said if we go in too soon, it would irritate our skin ... don't want that, right Jane?? It's so nice ... there are a few stone tiles along the outside edge that they have to be replaced before the new furniture is put on the patio, but I'm going to try to talk Larry into getting a picture of the pool itself. You will be so envious since it's still cold in Chicago!
Sun is shining brightly... Paul keeps pestering me... guess it's time to wrap this up and see what's on the agenda. Hang in there, friends! (Sorry the pool wasn't ready to look at when you were here Jonferes, Jason & Jen, but ... dream on!)
Hang in there, friends!
Marma
Love the title of the group - Silver Sneakers ... that should tell you something right there!! I think Larry knows everyone in the gym. He showed me where the exercises would take place, talked to a few ladies and, after locating proper equipment, said we would meet an hour later.
It was an experience, especially since I haven't done specified group exercises since I was in college. Don't laugh though - all you physically fit specimens - this first day was different. The ladies (and men) are mostly senior citizens so the equipment is as follows: a chair, weights, an exercise band and a rubber ball ... most of the activity was done sitting down except a moderately fast rhumba number with specified steps and leg lifts. After an hour of "getting fit", I met Larry and we drove home. We compared notes, laughed a little and tomorrow we will go to a different gym as this one does not meet on Fridays (my group). Wonder if I will be sore!
There may be a surprise in store for Paolo! The pool men (no, Hillary, not THAT kind of pool boy!) are in the pool itself coating the bottom and sides and spraying. They have been there almost all day and perhaps this is it!! We thought the pool would have a blue layer, but it just looks like concrete. Time will tell ... (One funny sight. The four men strapped huge sponges to their feet to keep water from soaking their shoes. Did they consider some sort of lightweight boots might do the trick? Oh, well ...)
We didn't tell Paul the pool men had shown up ...
Friday ... Larry and I were off to the "Miller" Bally's. Not much traffic so we got there early and Larry put me on a bicycle machine. What fun! I biked about four miles before the Silver Sneakers beckoned. This was an entirely different thing ... same excercises, standing up, faster, more leg work. We had the option to sit but most chose to stand. Felt the muscle "strain" more here ... a lady told me that when the entire class sits, they feel somewhat intimidated when too many stand. I suppose that's true, especially for the arthritic or lightly disabled. Two days ... we will see what next week brings.
Pool is finished and is filling with water. Paul won't know until he gets home. It will take 24 hours. When it was half-full, it began to look blue. The men told Larry that blue crystals in the coating would reflect and make a beutiful color ... they were right ... it's gorgeous! Paul came home and didn't even look outside ... we had to tell him to go check whatever. He was thrilled and we kept wandering and looking and anticipating ...
We can't actually go in the water until the chemicals are properly mixed and set, etc. They will come back and inspect and EVERYONE can take a dip. They said if we go in too soon, it would irritate our skin ... don't want that, right Jane?? It's so nice ... there are a few stone tiles along the outside edge that they have to be replaced before the new furniture is put on the patio, but I'm going to try to talk Larry into getting a picture of the pool itself. You will be so envious since it's still cold in Chicago!
Sun is shining brightly... Paul keeps pestering me... guess it's time to wrap this up and see what's on the agenda. Hang in there, friends! (Sorry the pool wasn't ready to look at when you were here Jonferes, Jason & Jen, but ... dream on!)
Hang in there, friends!
Marma
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
A TRIP TO THE CITY
Having come to Miami for a couple of years now, I decided it was time to go to - Miami. We go to Miami Beach, to South Beach, but Miami is an entirely separate destination ... frankly, what little I saw could be deemed
"didn't miss much" ...
As we ate our Sunday breakfast, Paul and I thought maybe we should catch one more movie on the Oscar list before award night. Larry asked me if I would like to go to the Miami Art Museum and when I answered in the affirmative, Paul shrugged ... guess he's just not into that sort of thing!
We bid the anxious doggies good bye and away we went ...
As we drove into the city in search of the museum, it was rather numbing.
Many cross-streets with overhead ramps and confining cement-clad support girders. The street pattern was very confusing and so many one-way restrictions that we had to go out of our way just to turn onto a street going in another direction. I didn't like the closeness and feeling of "no escape" if hurricanes or the equivalent came barreling through. Streets were littered, lots of graffiti, small park areas were almost empty ... guess Sundays are days to hit the beach, not museums!
We located the MAM (I'm trying to sound cool) ... it was a large, sprawling building typical of Florida architecture with vast outdoor spaces of tiles instead of lawn. We thought it would be a great place for a big, raucous party complete with different bands, lots of food, etc. Went inside (not too impressive) and up to the second floor where the artist's works that we had seen advertised in the paper were dislayed ... only two paintings by that artist (Rauschenberg) but a few odd-ball jobs by Rothenberg that made us laugh and be shushed by a petite gallery docent who kept an eye on Paul because he was carrying his phone (and you know how Paul loves to take random pictures). What made us laugh was ... the first painting was of a running horse, painted in a Navajo Indian sand-style, muddy maroons and faded blacks. The adjoining wall had just two legs of the horse, suspended in an odd juxtaposition, from strings, like a marionette ... in the same colors. Then there were paintings of the legs with the hooves touching "like a horse coming toward you, using the frontal parts to create a space to make you wonder." The little explanations by the paintings explained that the artist decided to take the "whole" (horse) and divide it into parts ... well, yeah ... and have about ten more paintings of pieces "to make you wonder" ... I wondered if she was in cahoots with a vet or a butcher ... enough of Susan R.
Actually, after really enjoying exhibits in the Chicago Art Museum and museums in New York. Montreal and San Francisco, I was surprised at all the space used for practically nothing ... even the other galleries on that floor were in brightly lighted areas with concrete walls, any small
sculptures were on what looked like concrete columns in corners, the description cards were just that ... ordinary index cards with typewritten info just lightly placed on the wall. It was not impressive ...
One thing I really enjoyed was the exhibition of the works of the winners of the Scholastic Art competition from the high schools. I couldn't believe the imagination of some of these artists ...works in all the fine arts media from the classics of oil painting and sculpture to photography and digital formats ... amazing.
Paul did sneak one fuzzy picture inside (much to my chagrin) and took one or two more outside just to prove we were there (On Facebook). Went home and watched an episode of Tudors while we ate ...
Valentine's Day, box of chocolates and ME!! I'm relishing that chocolate because for the last two years, V-Day came during Lent and that's when I seem to crave candy and dessert more than any other time ... guess that's why they call it "penance" ... a pool man came to make some plumbing adjustments; hopefully, soon we will have photos of a finished project surrounded by lounges and palm trees and us in bathing suits (that last item we can skip) ... another day and I hear Chicago area is to reach the sixties this weekend ... certainly hope so ... I just feel terrible down here thinking of you all shoveling snow ... carry on!!
Marma
"didn't miss much" ...
As we ate our Sunday breakfast, Paul and I thought maybe we should catch one more movie on the Oscar list before award night. Larry asked me if I would like to go to the Miami Art Museum and when I answered in the affirmative, Paul shrugged ... guess he's just not into that sort of thing!
We bid the anxious doggies good bye and away we went ...
As we drove into the city in search of the museum, it was rather numbing.
Many cross-streets with overhead ramps and confining cement-clad support girders. The street pattern was very confusing and so many one-way restrictions that we had to go out of our way just to turn onto a street going in another direction. I didn't like the closeness and feeling of "no escape" if hurricanes or the equivalent came barreling through. Streets were littered, lots of graffiti, small park areas were almost empty ... guess Sundays are days to hit the beach, not museums!
We located the MAM (I'm trying to sound cool) ... it was a large, sprawling building typical of Florida architecture with vast outdoor spaces of tiles instead of lawn. We thought it would be a great place for a big, raucous party complete with different bands, lots of food, etc. Went inside (not too impressive) and up to the second floor where the artist's works that we had seen advertised in the paper were dislayed ... only two paintings by that artist (Rauschenberg) but a few odd-ball jobs by Rothenberg that made us laugh and be shushed by a petite gallery docent who kept an eye on Paul because he was carrying his phone (and you know how Paul loves to take random pictures). What made us laugh was ... the first painting was of a running horse, painted in a Navajo Indian sand-style, muddy maroons and faded blacks. The adjoining wall had just two legs of the horse, suspended in an odd juxtaposition, from strings, like a marionette ... in the same colors. Then there were paintings of the legs with the hooves touching "like a horse coming toward you, using the frontal parts to create a space to make you wonder." The little explanations by the paintings explained that the artist decided to take the "whole" (horse) and divide it into parts ... well, yeah ... and have about ten more paintings of pieces "to make you wonder" ... I wondered if she was in cahoots with a vet or a butcher ... enough of Susan R.
Actually, after really enjoying exhibits in the Chicago Art Museum and museums in New York. Montreal and San Francisco, I was surprised at all the space used for practically nothing ... even the other galleries on that floor were in brightly lighted areas with concrete walls, any small
sculptures were on what looked like concrete columns in corners, the description cards were just that ... ordinary index cards with typewritten info just lightly placed on the wall. It was not impressive ...
One thing I really enjoyed was the exhibition of the works of the winners of the Scholastic Art competition from the high schools. I couldn't believe the imagination of some of these artists ...works in all the fine arts media from the classics of oil painting and sculpture to photography and digital formats ... amazing.
Paul did sneak one fuzzy picture inside (much to my chagrin) and took one or two more outside just to prove we were there (On Facebook). Went home and watched an episode of Tudors while we ate ...
Valentine's Day, box of chocolates and ME!! I'm relishing that chocolate because for the last two years, V-Day came during Lent and that's when I seem to crave candy and dessert more than any other time ... guess that's why they call it "penance" ... a pool man came to make some plumbing adjustments; hopefully, soon we will have photos of a finished project surrounded by lounges and palm trees and us in bathing suits (that last item we can skip) ... another day and I hear Chicago area is to reach the sixties this weekend ... certainly hope so ... I just feel terrible down here thinking of you all shoveling snow ... carry on!!
Marma
Monday, February 14, 2011
FOND FAREWELL TO CHICAGOANS
A little rainy out there ... discussed a trip along Lincoln Street in South Beach, but Jason and Jen wanted to try a little of the much-talked-about Cuban cuisine in Little Havana. That's what we did! We took a trip to the same area we had been to when Jonferes was visiting ... the tiny Vietnamese restaurant, Hy Von, was across the street from The Versailles, an eatery noted for fine Cuban cusine. And, indeed, the cuisine was absolutely delicious ... in terms we've heard stated before, there was "ample sufficiency". Of course, when you test the light Cuban bread dipped in oil and spices, and wash it down with mojito or sangria or soda, you tend to eye the plates with an"o-oh, my" attitude. We feasted on roast pork with yellow rice, paella, Cuban assorted-food platter (everything served with fried plantains) and espresso-sized cups of Cuban coffee ... Whew!
With a couple of styrofoam containers in hand, we piled into the car for a constant "oh-I'm-so-full" ride home. Hate to tell you what's in store for the final evening of the J Bullocks' stay in Miami! You've probably already guessed part of it ... I'm ashamed to mention food again so soon; but, that's exactly what was in store for us Friday evening. We all retired to our respective rooms for a little rest before we began another marathon of sorts ... just seems to wear on you, all that climbing in and out of the car!
Heard sounds of activity and laughter in the kitchen ... Jen had opened wine and Paul was making whopping pina colodas while Jas' opted for a brewski ... just gearing up for a dinner engagement (yep, you're reading that correctly!). Vivian and Mary, the gals across the yard, (they seemed to have gained that title permanently - for shortened identification) invited everyone over to bid farewell and safe trip to the "relatives from Chicago". Very fun and congenial evenng ...
Last year when I came to visit and met the gals for the first time, they had told of their many trips and purchases they brought back with them. Mary took Jen & Jason to their"Moroccan room" at the front of the house. The area is furnished with all things eclectic ... two sofas covered with textiles from Morocco; three stunning enlongated lights of amber crystal, in graduated sizes, hanging from chains from the two-story high ceiling; over-sized mirror and painting of "Girl with the Pearl Earring" sitting atop a high ledge by the stairway; hand-pierced bronze sconces on each side of the doorway; a huge, actual window frame of intricately-carved hand-rubbed walnut resting floor-to-ceiling in the passageway from kitchen to dining room; and, of course, many accessories - small original paintings, colorful ceramic bowls and tiny plates; and, as Jason asked, "Is that a hookah?" Indeed is was - beautiful - from Morocco. (Should have taken a picture of it for Emily's repertoire!)
Mary and Vivian told us many tales of their travels Mary brought in her prized possession from Peru ... an authentic, boiled-wool hat she purchased from a native as they went through a village. It was a very small size ... we all tried it on; it just sat on top of our heads. Mary was proud of it because it was a difficult purchase ... the natives do not want to relinguish their native finery.
We dined on roasted flank steak, rice, black beans, haberno sauce (for all the Bullocks), spiced curry (not Indian curry, according to Vivian) and, a favorite, plantains. Mary's mother had made us the MOST delicious flan you've ever tasted ... even gave Jen and Jason a container to take home. Being that it is not "flyable", the three remaining Florida dwellers are enjoying it to the nth degree, (Thanks, fellow diners!)
After many hugs and hospitable "thank yous", we all waddled through the back gate, sank into our own TV room seating and talked about the next morning's trip to Chicago ...
Saturday dawned (earlier than we're used to), Jason & Jen pulled their luggage to their car and our farewells included "good luck" wishes for Jen in her new job; better-look-for-another-car advice for Jason (else he'll be stranded as Jen commutes to Oak Brook); and our own promise to keep all advised of the non-progress of the still-to-be-finished pool.
We had homemade waffles for breakfast and just lazed around the rest of the day ... just thinking about (and digesting) all that food.
That's it for now,
Marma
With a couple of styrofoam containers in hand, we piled into the car for a constant "oh-I'm-so-full" ride home. Hate to tell you what's in store for the final evening of the J Bullocks' stay in Miami! You've probably already guessed part of it ... I'm ashamed to mention food again so soon; but, that's exactly what was in store for us Friday evening. We all retired to our respective rooms for a little rest before we began another marathon of sorts ... just seems to wear on you, all that climbing in and out of the car!
Heard sounds of activity and laughter in the kitchen ... Jen had opened wine and Paul was making whopping pina colodas while Jas' opted for a brewski ... just gearing up for a dinner engagement (yep, you're reading that correctly!). Vivian and Mary, the gals across the yard, (they seemed to have gained that title permanently - for shortened identification) invited everyone over to bid farewell and safe trip to the "relatives from Chicago". Very fun and congenial evenng ...
Last year when I came to visit and met the gals for the first time, they had told of their many trips and purchases they brought back with them. Mary took Jen & Jason to their"Moroccan room" at the front of the house. The area is furnished with all things eclectic ... two sofas covered with textiles from Morocco; three stunning enlongated lights of amber crystal, in graduated sizes, hanging from chains from the two-story high ceiling; over-sized mirror and painting of "Girl with the Pearl Earring" sitting atop a high ledge by the stairway; hand-pierced bronze sconces on each side of the doorway; a huge, actual window frame of intricately-carved hand-rubbed walnut resting floor-to-ceiling in the passageway from kitchen to dining room; and, of course, many accessories - small original paintings, colorful ceramic bowls and tiny plates; and, as Jason asked, "Is that a hookah?" Indeed is was - beautiful - from Morocco. (Should have taken a picture of it for Emily's repertoire!)
Mary and Vivian told us many tales of their travels Mary brought in her prized possession from Peru ... an authentic, boiled-wool hat she purchased from a native as they went through a village. It was a very small size ... we all tried it on; it just sat on top of our heads. Mary was proud of it because it was a difficult purchase ... the natives do not want to relinguish their native finery.
We dined on roasted flank steak, rice, black beans, haberno sauce (for all the Bullocks), spiced curry (not Indian curry, according to Vivian) and, a favorite, plantains. Mary's mother had made us the MOST delicious flan you've ever tasted ... even gave Jen and Jason a container to take home. Being that it is not "flyable", the three remaining Florida dwellers are enjoying it to the nth degree, (Thanks, fellow diners!)
After many hugs and hospitable "thank yous", we all waddled through the back gate, sank into our own TV room seating and talked about the next morning's trip to Chicago ...
Saturday dawned (earlier than we're used to), Jason & Jen pulled their luggage to their car and our farewells included "good luck" wishes for Jen in her new job; better-look-for-another-car advice for Jason (else he'll be stranded as Jen commutes to Oak Brook); and our own promise to keep all advised of the non-progress of the still-to-be-finished pool.
We had homemade waffles for breakfast and just lazed around the rest of the day ... just thinking about (and digesting) all that food.
That's it for now,
Marma
Friday, February 11, 2011
EVERGLADES AND ALLIGATORS
It is so hot and sunny that the doggies don't even mind staying in the house. Not us, however ... the "J's" are raring to go and I've been wanting to visit the Everglades for some time; so we're going to do that very thing. Paul is working and Larry has to stay home because the pool electrician finally showed up. (Perhaps it won't be too long before the new pool is ready to fill!) The three of us are going for an airboat ride amongst the alligators and other swamp life ... exciting!
The Safari spot isn't too far away and we arrived minutes before the next boat was to take off. Each airboat (a heavy water vehicle with a huge outboard motor propelled by large fan-type blades) holds twenty people seated no more than five abreast. The boat travels across the swampy water (laden with lilypad-type plants) effortlessly because it's kinda airborne ... goes fast, pausing for us to see large alligators sunning themselves on logs or muddy rocks. The navigator explained alligator habits and told of the other wildlife - turtles, birds, snakes (ugh). We learned a few things about the plant-life, the local Indians and how they used almost everything to live. Interesting and not too heavily laden with scientific terminology.
While we were stopped to listen to the navigator, ask questions and take pictures, Jason really didn't care for the large alligator swimming up to the boat. He took a picture, but sat down rather hastily when the 'gator touched his snout to the boat (on Jason's side) and Jas' began to wonder if these reptiles ever tried to climb in. He just didn't care for that sort of thing ... and those dudes are really big; thrashing about and swimming to a destination that only THEY know about. Our airboat resumed its trip, much to Jason's relief, and he questioned the navigator about alligator "attacks". She said they are relatively "leery" of humans unless provoked. In the seven years she's been there, she had to use her"weapon" perhaps five times. That said, Jason was glad he didn't have to alligator wrestle!!
The entire trip was approximately 40 minutes. We went to a small amphitheater where a gal told us about alligators and crocodiles and demonstrated a few things. Upon leaving, she offered a small, baby 'gator to anyone who wanted to hold it. Jen said absolutely "no way"; I momentarily thought about it (really momentarily). Guess who stepped up and had his picture taken holding the little guy? Yep ... Jason!!
We left to return home, stopping on the way at Ray's BBQ ... pit-roasted meats (all kinds, even alligator) served outside, ranch style. Nice breezy place for our midday repast. We hit the road again, passing a large Casino that the "J's" and Paul were going to hit; but time is running out ...
Paul still working; Larry still with the electrician. The three of us decided to soak up some of that sun. We donned our beach apparel and made a trip to nearby Doral. Very refreshing! Tonight we're grilling out ... burgers (with Jen's famous carmelized onions), hot dogs, chips, etc. Talk of the Chicago Bullocks making their return trip home ... a glance at American Idol show ... laughter ... to bed for the night ... Tomorrow??
Guess this is where I leave you all. By the by - any pictures related to trips hither and yon have been posted on Facebook. Guess that's easier than adding them here.
Love to all,
Marmaduke
The Safari spot isn't too far away and we arrived minutes before the next boat was to take off. Each airboat (a heavy water vehicle with a huge outboard motor propelled by large fan-type blades) holds twenty people seated no more than five abreast. The boat travels across the swampy water (laden with lilypad-type plants) effortlessly because it's kinda airborne ... goes fast, pausing for us to see large alligators sunning themselves on logs or muddy rocks. The navigator explained alligator habits and told of the other wildlife - turtles, birds, snakes (ugh). We learned a few things about the plant-life, the local Indians and how they used almost everything to live. Interesting and not too heavily laden with scientific terminology.
While we were stopped to listen to the navigator, ask questions and take pictures, Jason really didn't care for the large alligator swimming up to the boat. He took a picture, but sat down rather hastily when the 'gator touched his snout to the boat (on Jason's side) and Jas' began to wonder if these reptiles ever tried to climb in. He just didn't care for that sort of thing ... and those dudes are really big; thrashing about and swimming to a destination that only THEY know about. Our airboat resumed its trip, much to Jason's relief, and he questioned the navigator about alligator "attacks". She said they are relatively "leery" of humans unless provoked. In the seven years she's been there, she had to use her"weapon" perhaps five times. That said, Jason was glad he didn't have to alligator wrestle!!
The entire trip was approximately 40 minutes. We went to a small amphitheater where a gal told us about alligators and crocodiles and demonstrated a few things. Upon leaving, she offered a small, baby 'gator to anyone who wanted to hold it. Jen said absolutely "no way"; I momentarily thought about it (really momentarily). Guess who stepped up and had his picture taken holding the little guy? Yep ... Jason!!
We left to return home, stopping on the way at Ray's BBQ ... pit-roasted meats (all kinds, even alligator) served outside, ranch style. Nice breezy place for our midday repast. We hit the road again, passing a large Casino that the "J's" and Paul were going to hit; but time is running out ...
Paul still working; Larry still with the electrician. The three of us decided to soak up some of that sun. We donned our beach apparel and made a trip to nearby Doral. Very refreshing! Tonight we're grilling out ... burgers (with Jen's famous carmelized onions), hot dogs, chips, etc. Talk of the Chicago Bullocks making their return trip home ... a glance at American Idol show ... laughter ... to bed for the night ... Tomorrow??
Guess this is where I leave you all. By the by - any pictures related to trips hither and yon have been posted on Facebook. Guess that's easier than adding them here.
Love to all,
Marmaduke
Thursday, February 10, 2011
MEANDERINGS . . .
Tuesday and Wednesday
It's early in the day ... gray, cool, windy ... sun trying its best to make us smile. Books are on the agenda ... lay back, read, perhaps write ... just laze around and contemplate whether to start with fiction, non-fiction or just pick up a magazine ... magazine won out for now.
Jen and Jason are still in Key Largo ... will return sometime this evening ... more than likely with all kinds of adventure-related tales. In the meantime, I'm going outside, lean back in the wicker chair and turn my face to the sun ...
Later now! Paul's home early and the "J's" have called to say they will be in after dinnertime. Larry, Paul and I will go to The Boneless Fish for our dinner. Sounds very interesting ... time will tell.
The Boneless Fish is a nice little restaurant nestled along the edge of a strip mall ... bustling with waitresses dressed like chefs, explaining the menu (mostly seafood prepared in so many ways) and advisng us about wines, etc. Vivian and Mary joined us later and we ate away ... diablo shrimp in a garlic creme sauce over spinach linguini, fish (tempura batter) and chips, breast of chicken with goat cheese, a potato salad and sides, large entree salad ... that was OUR menu selection and delicious it was! Home to watch American Idol and see when the Largo sightseers wander in ...
It's late ... Jason and Jen straggle in after a day of scenic travel along the highway to Keys locations ... everyone is tired ... tomorrow is another day!
Will be dreaming of sun light and palm trees interspersed with cold
mounds of fluffy snow and thinking of my li'l chilluns shivering in the zero temperatures of a Midwestern winter ... but take a look at your calendars! Easter is closer than you think ...
With these thoughts in mind, I remain,
Yore Mawma
It's early in the day ... gray, cool, windy ... sun trying its best to make us smile. Books are on the agenda ... lay back, read, perhaps write ... just laze around and contemplate whether to start with fiction, non-fiction or just pick up a magazine ... magazine won out for now.
Jen and Jason are still in Key Largo ... will return sometime this evening ... more than likely with all kinds of adventure-related tales. In the meantime, I'm going outside, lean back in the wicker chair and turn my face to the sun ...
Later now! Paul's home early and the "J's" have called to say they will be in after dinnertime. Larry, Paul and I will go to The Boneless Fish for our dinner. Sounds very interesting ... time will tell.
The Boneless Fish is a nice little restaurant nestled along the edge of a strip mall ... bustling with waitresses dressed like chefs, explaining the menu (mostly seafood prepared in so many ways) and advisng us about wines, etc. Vivian and Mary joined us later and we ate away ... diablo shrimp in a garlic creme sauce over spinach linguini, fish (tempura batter) and chips, breast of chicken with goat cheese, a potato salad and sides, large entree salad ... that was OUR menu selection and delicious it was! Home to watch American Idol and see when the Largo sightseers wander in ...
It's late ... Jason and Jen straggle in after a day of scenic travel along the highway to Keys locations ... everyone is tired ... tomorrow is another day!
Will be dreaming of sun light and palm trees interspersed with cold
mounds of fluffy snow and thinking of my li'l chilluns shivering in the zero temperatures of a Midwestern winter ... but take a look at your calendars! Easter is closer than you think ...
With these thoughts in mind, I remain,
Yore Mawma
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
RAREFIED ELOQUENCE OF DINING & QUAFFS
Did you ever have one of those days when you tried to be clever and think up phrases or blog titles that would entice people to randomly scroll through your day's meanderings; but only have words pop into your mind that had absolutely no connecton with the project at hand?? This is one of those days ... strange words more attune to an English compositon or a list of flowery, medieval terminology that no one understands ... thus the above title of the Blog of the day ... perfectly meaningless!!
Paul left for work after telling us the night before that he would be in a regional meeting in Brisbane Bay. We planned to meet him in that area at the end of the day; so our plans for any sightseeing, or eating for that matter, must necessarily be directed in that direction. Fairchild Botanic Gardens beckoned us on this bright, warm, sunny day and away we went, hopefully for an adventure at least equivalent to the age-old penny walk.
After arriving and parking the car, we climbed on to a tram to begin our docent-narrated tour of the grounds. Quite lovely and technically interesting but for one small irritation ... the lady telling us stories of exotic flowers and tropical plants held the microphone too close to her lips at times; thus producing the erased-word sounds of mike feedback and adding to the growing discomfort of those seated immediately in back of her - the four of us!! (One interesting note - as she was explaining the
uses of one plant, under its technical name, she said most of those on the tram probably didn't know what the plant was most noted for - except the little lady in the first seat nodding her head ... the plant was tequila and the gal nodding her head? Yes, Jen! Isn't she so-o knowledgeable?
We were going to go closer to Miami for lunch; but on our way in search of a restaurant with fresh oysters, Paul called and said he would be delayed past his estimated 5:00 pm time because the regional manager wanted o discuss some things. We decided to drive across the Bay bridge anyway to get a look at the area and have lunch there ... perhaps more substantial midday fare and have a later dinner at home whenever Paul arrived. My goodness! How fast plans are made, rearranged, thrown out and restaged.
You won't believe the fun-time we had just winging it ...
After we crossed the bridge, drove past the hotels and Pauls place of meetings, we decided to try fresh fish at The Rusty Pelican (ever keeping in mind that Jason had not yet had oysters.) When we turned off the highway to go to the RP, we saw a sign for Rickenbacher's Fish Company and decided to try that because we were already there and it looked really interesting. Great re-choice!!
We went through the regular dining room to the outside deck ... large bar running down the center ... bar-height tables along the outside rails and open booths in other parts of the room ... ocean breezes, next to a large boat marina, scenic view of Miami buildings, ambiance was all very "Floridaish" ...we all loved it. After ordering drinks (what else?), we decided to have a selection of appetizers ...the two J's had 24 of the freshest, most delicious oysters (that was their full-mouthed opinions as they doctored the half-shells) plus an array of seafood - coconut shrimp, clam chowder, platter of peel-and-eat shrimp, a festive container of mixed seafood spread ... so-o-o delicious and fresh with the outside ocean air and hot sun and ... oh, well -I'm sure you snowbound, winter-coated sprites get what I mean.
Larry said he would take us through the Brickell area, a Miami neighborhood where they had gone with people from work. We were just going to drive through but it was rush hour and we decided to stop for -
yes - appetizers and drinks ... only because we HAD to wait to go home! We are NOT gluttonous lushes, you know!! Come on now, this is an adventure ...
We parked and roamed the neighborhood ... trees all decorated with those small Italian lights. The merchants must have all agreed to do this because any large tree trunks were all wrapped in the lights and it made the streets seem like carnival time. A huge sculpture of Samson pushing over those Corinthian columns was in the very center of a little park behind these buildings. Perhaps a photo will show up later, but Jen admired Samson ALOT!
Larry said we should go inside Perriconi's market-cafe that I'd been in last year and I really didn't think I had ever been there. He even said Jonferes was with us. After we got a table in the outdoor streetside area, Larry said he would take me back into the restaurant to "jog my memory".
Kinda felt like one of those poor souls whose memory is fading and they need a few "reminders" ... actually had been there before, but for lunch. Looked entirely different at noon, but what "jogged" my memory was the huge tree growing through the roof in the outdoor "rustic" area ... Jennifer and I had lunch there with the boys and if definitely was good food. The restaurant was built around the tree instead of cutting it down. Awesome!
We decided to call Paul and tell hm to meet us instead of going home. We feasted on a beautiful baked brie appetizer surrounded with an apricot almond syrup and lots of fresh fruit ... in keeping with the season, handcrafted heart-shaped crackers were added. This time we thought we would have a little change of pace ... sangria.
We decided to cross the street and wait for Paul at The Blue Martini. However, with her ever discerning eye (and the overly-loud synthetic music blasting away), Jen discovered they wanted $9.00 for a glass of wine that you could buy anywhere for $8.00 a bottle ... a mediocre brand at that. We decided to leave and notify Paul of our relocation. Jas checked out a restaurant called "Don't Call Me Delores" but we opted for one on the corner ... looked cool ... Rosa Mexicana.
Now this was Mexican dining! The gringo made our quacamole tableside with all fresh veggies, warm crispy chips. Waiters very attentive, patient -
Paul has now joined us, by the way, and is very hungry. Can't seem to understand our reluctance to order fast and big. Oh, if he only realized all that had preceded this little dietary sojourn. We did get it all done, however. Many laughs ... really different decor ... one large blue wall with a constant skim of running water interspersed with full lines of identical alabaster figures all doing a perfect swan dive ... haven't seen that particular idea for a water wall ... cool!
Someone was having a birthday party in another room. From all the singing and laughter, it will probably become somewhat bawdy before the evening ends ... the mariachi band members were warming up by the front door as we left ... a more formal group, clad in jet black Mexican-type suits, big black sombreros all edged with a tasteful splash of gold ... classy band ... classy eatery. Now the road trip back to our domicile ...
One thing more: as we turned the corner we noticed the "River Oyster House" ... a place recommended to us for Jason's oyster-appetite satisfaction. Needless to say, we will have to try that at another time.
Jason & Jen are going to Key Largo today (Tuesday) ... just received a phone picture from them letting us know they got there okay ... guess of what ... a huge plate of oysters... will that do it???
Well, it's time to think about cutting back ... on food ... on wine ... on pina coladas ... but who are we kidding? It's Miami, it's winter in Chicago, and it's time to enjoy... I say "party on" ... after all, wouldn't you??
Marma
Paul left for work after telling us the night before that he would be in a regional meeting in Brisbane Bay. We planned to meet him in that area at the end of the day; so our plans for any sightseeing, or eating for that matter, must necessarily be directed in that direction. Fairchild Botanic Gardens beckoned us on this bright, warm, sunny day and away we went, hopefully for an adventure at least equivalent to the age-old penny walk.
After arriving and parking the car, we climbed on to a tram to begin our docent-narrated tour of the grounds. Quite lovely and technically interesting but for one small irritation ... the lady telling us stories of exotic flowers and tropical plants held the microphone too close to her lips at times; thus producing the erased-word sounds of mike feedback and adding to the growing discomfort of those seated immediately in back of her - the four of us!! (One interesting note - as she was explaining the
uses of one plant, under its technical name, she said most of those on the tram probably didn't know what the plant was most noted for - except the little lady in the first seat nodding her head ... the plant was tequila and the gal nodding her head? Yes, Jen! Isn't she so-o knowledgeable?
We were going to go closer to Miami for lunch; but on our way in search of a restaurant with fresh oysters, Paul called and said he would be delayed past his estimated 5:00 pm time because the regional manager wanted o discuss some things. We decided to drive across the Bay bridge anyway to get a look at the area and have lunch there ... perhaps more substantial midday fare and have a later dinner at home whenever Paul arrived. My goodness! How fast plans are made, rearranged, thrown out and restaged.
You won't believe the fun-time we had just winging it ...
After we crossed the bridge, drove past the hotels and Pauls place of meetings, we decided to try fresh fish at The Rusty Pelican (ever keeping in mind that Jason had not yet had oysters.) When we turned off the highway to go to the RP, we saw a sign for Rickenbacher's Fish Company and decided to try that because we were already there and it looked really interesting. Great re-choice!!
We went through the regular dining room to the outside deck ... large bar running down the center ... bar-height tables along the outside rails and open booths in other parts of the room ... ocean breezes, next to a large boat marina, scenic view of Miami buildings, ambiance was all very "Floridaish" ...we all loved it. After ordering drinks (what else?), we decided to have a selection of appetizers ...the two J's had 24 of the freshest, most delicious oysters (that was their full-mouthed opinions as they doctored the half-shells) plus an array of seafood - coconut shrimp, clam chowder, platter of peel-and-eat shrimp, a festive container of mixed seafood spread ... so-o-o delicious and fresh with the outside ocean air and hot sun and ... oh, well -I'm sure you snowbound, winter-coated sprites get what I mean.
Larry said he would take us through the Brickell area, a Miami neighborhood where they had gone with people from work. We were just going to drive through but it was rush hour and we decided to stop for -
yes - appetizers and drinks ... only because we HAD to wait to go home! We are NOT gluttonous lushes, you know!! Come on now, this is an adventure ...
We parked and roamed the neighborhood ... trees all decorated with those small Italian lights. The merchants must have all agreed to do this because any large tree trunks were all wrapped in the lights and it made the streets seem like carnival time. A huge sculpture of Samson pushing over those Corinthian columns was in the very center of a little park behind these buildings. Perhaps a photo will show up later, but Jen admired Samson ALOT!
Larry said we should go inside Perriconi's market-cafe that I'd been in last year and I really didn't think I had ever been there. He even said Jonferes was with us. After we got a table in the outdoor streetside area, Larry said he would take me back into the restaurant to "jog my memory".
Kinda felt like one of those poor souls whose memory is fading and they need a few "reminders" ... actually had been there before, but for lunch. Looked entirely different at noon, but what "jogged" my memory was the huge tree growing through the roof in the outdoor "rustic" area ... Jennifer and I had lunch there with the boys and if definitely was good food. The restaurant was built around the tree instead of cutting it down. Awesome!
We decided to call Paul and tell hm to meet us instead of going home. We feasted on a beautiful baked brie appetizer surrounded with an apricot almond syrup and lots of fresh fruit ... in keeping with the season, handcrafted heart-shaped crackers were added. This time we thought we would have a little change of pace ... sangria.
We decided to cross the street and wait for Paul at The Blue Martini. However, with her ever discerning eye (and the overly-loud synthetic music blasting away), Jen discovered they wanted $9.00 for a glass of wine that you could buy anywhere for $8.00 a bottle ... a mediocre brand at that. We decided to leave and notify Paul of our relocation. Jas checked out a restaurant called "Don't Call Me Delores" but we opted for one on the corner ... looked cool ... Rosa Mexicana.
Now this was Mexican dining! The gringo made our quacamole tableside with all fresh veggies, warm crispy chips. Waiters very attentive, patient -
Paul has now joined us, by the way, and is very hungry. Can't seem to understand our reluctance to order fast and big. Oh, if he only realized all that had preceded this little dietary sojourn. We did get it all done, however. Many laughs ... really different decor ... one large blue wall with a constant skim of running water interspersed with full lines of identical alabaster figures all doing a perfect swan dive ... haven't seen that particular idea for a water wall ... cool!
Someone was having a birthday party in another room. From all the singing and laughter, it will probably become somewhat bawdy before the evening ends ... the mariachi band members were warming up by the front door as we left ... a more formal group, clad in jet black Mexican-type suits, big black sombreros all edged with a tasteful splash of gold ... classy band ... classy eatery. Now the road trip back to our domicile ...
One thing more: as we turned the corner we noticed the "River Oyster House" ... a place recommended to us for Jason's oyster-appetite satisfaction. Needless to say, we will have to try that at another time.
Jason & Jen are going to Key Largo today (Tuesday) ... just received a phone picture from them letting us know they got there okay ... guess of what ... a huge plate of oysters... will that do it???
Well, it's time to think about cutting back ... on food ... on wine ... on pina coladas ... but who are we kidding? It's Miami, it's winter in Chicago, and it's time to enjoy... I say "party on" ... after all, wouldn't you??
Marma
Monday, February 7, 2011
MORE FUN IN THE SUN
Halleluiah!! Super Sunday is over ... helmets, shoulder pads, etc. packed away until next year. Did I say PACKED?? Guess at least most Mammossers and two Drahoks will be happy until next season ... then??
Jason & Jen arrived late Saturday eve. Watched Amy Sedaris' old TV series episodes (Strangers with Candy) while sipping beer and wine accompanied by snacks ... plans for tomorrow materializing.
Sunday - daybreak - Jen wandering around trying to be nonchalant about her eagerness to soak up all things sun. (Caught her texting family & friends, taunting them about 80-degree weather vs. additional snow. Know just how she feels!) Journeyed to church with Paul and doggies. Jen & Jason were already out surveying various parts of the neighborhood. Larry preparing what turned out to be a very delicious brunch with cups of fruit parfait, fahitas, croissants and cold, delicious mimmosas. Outside, of course, with neighbors joining us. Have to plan around "clock-watching" today; 'tis Super Bowl Sunday, you know ...
Decided to don our beach apparel and go to Hollywood Beach - went there last week with Jonferes - because it's alot closer than South Beach and not as crowded. Sun and sand most of the afternoon, with a side trip for liquid refreshment ... O'Malley's Ocean Pub ...live music, ocean breezes, beau coup laughter (that's French, Karen), and a glance at the clock ... time to exit!!
With an hour and a half to spare, Jen & Jason made a trip to the grocers to survey the local tidbits. Jen (who is KNOWN for her carmelized onions) began a pear, carmelized onion and goat cheese pizza ... absolutely delicious! All food home prepared - pepperoni pizza, two humus spreads with pita triangles and a great seafood salad brought in by, yes, the gals "across the yard". Time for the game ...
With choice of beer, wine, sodas, pina colodas or margueritas, we settled in for the Packers vs. Steelers game. (Priest at church, by the way, let it be known that the main office for his mission was in Racine, Wi and his fellow priests would deport him if he even suggested voting for the Steelers!) (Much muttering amongst church attendees as Steeler fans began voicing their choice out loud - hillarious!)
Good game ... sigh of relief as Steelers "snuck up" on the Pack and they, in turn, held that team back ... the Lombardi winning credo poster I gave Jay for Christmas must have been a good luck charm.
Wish you ALL could be here enjoying this wonderful weather!! We are going somewhere soon ... they (Larry and the "Js") are discussing possibilities ... Paul is attending a meeting at Biscayne Bay so we will meet up with him near the end of his worktime ... Jason is DYING for fresh oysters ... if he doesn't get some soon, he just might mutiny! Can't have that, so we will go in search and record our findings.
Lots of picture-taking ... perhaps some will appear - someplace, sometime.
Until our plans evolve, I will leave you in your snowdrifts enjoying your visions of a vacation in Florida!!
Marmason
Jason & Jen arrived late Saturday eve. Watched Amy Sedaris' old TV series episodes (Strangers with Candy) while sipping beer and wine accompanied by snacks ... plans for tomorrow materializing.
Sunday - daybreak - Jen wandering around trying to be nonchalant about her eagerness to soak up all things sun. (Caught her texting family & friends, taunting them about 80-degree weather vs. additional snow. Know just how she feels!) Journeyed to church with Paul and doggies. Jen & Jason were already out surveying various parts of the neighborhood. Larry preparing what turned out to be a very delicious brunch with cups of fruit parfait, fahitas, croissants and cold, delicious mimmosas. Outside, of course, with neighbors joining us. Have to plan around "clock-watching" today; 'tis Super Bowl Sunday, you know ...
Decided to don our beach apparel and go to Hollywood Beach - went there last week with Jonferes - because it's alot closer than South Beach and not as crowded. Sun and sand most of the afternoon, with a side trip for liquid refreshment ... O'Malley's Ocean Pub ...live music, ocean breezes, beau coup laughter (that's French, Karen), and a glance at the clock ... time to exit!!
With an hour and a half to spare, Jen & Jason made a trip to the grocers to survey the local tidbits. Jen (who is KNOWN for her carmelized onions) began a pear, carmelized onion and goat cheese pizza ... absolutely delicious! All food home prepared - pepperoni pizza, two humus spreads with pita triangles and a great seafood salad brought in by, yes, the gals "across the yard". Time for the game ...
With choice of beer, wine, sodas, pina colodas or margueritas, we settled in for the Packers vs. Steelers game. (Priest at church, by the way, let it be known that the main office for his mission was in Racine, Wi and his fellow priests would deport him if he even suggested voting for the Steelers!) (Much muttering amongst church attendees as Steeler fans began voicing their choice out loud - hillarious!)
Good game ... sigh of relief as Steelers "snuck up" on the Pack and they, in turn, held that team back ... the Lombardi winning credo poster I gave Jay for Christmas must have been a good luck charm.
Wish you ALL could be here enjoying this wonderful weather!! We are going somewhere soon ... they (Larry and the "Js") are discussing possibilities ... Paul is attending a meeting at Biscayne Bay so we will meet up with him near the end of his worktime ... Jason is DYING for fresh oysters ... if he doesn't get some soon, he just might mutiny! Can't have that, so we will go in search and record our findings.
Lots of picture-taking ... perhaps some will appear - someplace, sometime.
Until our plans evolve, I will leave you in your snowdrifts enjoying your visions of a vacation in Florida!!
Marmason
Friday, February 4, 2011
INTO THE SUNSHINE/2011
With visions of bright sun, towering palm trees and dry, iceless walkways, Jonferes and I boarded a plane to Miami filled to capacity, by the way, with chattering, mostly female, tourists heading via cruises to different exotic locations. We were content to think warm, coatless, sandy beaches and cool drinks!!
Actually arrived a half-hour early. Larry picked us up; Paul came home at about the same time. Out came El Presidente beer, choice of wine and soft drinks, accompanied by a little something to eat because Mary & Vivian, the ladies across the yard, were coming for dinner after work. Larry and Paul tried a shrimp salad-type dish (atop soft, warmed tortillas) from new Rick Bayless cookbook, added Spanish rice, Flan for dessert - superb start to warm-weather festivities.
Guess it ís time to discuss what you've ALL been waiting for -- the pool! Jennifer was the first in; rested on a new float; glanced disgustedly at the water; smiled for the camera; took a sip of cold beer and climbed out! It ís all there but not complete. P & L are waiting for inspector's final okay before area around pool is finished; plus workers are taking their time about showing up ... Estimate with two to three FULL days work, all would be complete. Now, to get those workers here!
Saturday eve, all six of us went to a neighborhood Vietnamese restaurant. Very small - owner, one cook, a waiter, busboy and a bartender-of-sorts (because most everyone orders Sappora Japanese beer). Only two serving times - 6:00 pm and 8:30 pm - we went early; really good food; dining experience because it ís a very slow, laid-back atmosphere. (Jane! The drop of hot sauce we drizzled on our plate rivaled David's jalapeno seeds to the nth degree!!)
Next day - Sunday, church (and Jennifer accompanied me), nice breakfast at home, then off to see movie "True Grit" - very good; decided to move to the theater next door and take in "Barney's Version" - kind of a two-fer-one deal!! Now time for dinner - near Bahama Breeze; so-o, coconut shrimp, tower of onion rings, Bahamaritas, etc. Whew!! Homeward ...
Monday dawned and it was time to "clock-watch" as we had to keep track of Jonferes plane-time back to the Chicago arctics. Decided to go to South Beach for lunch but had to make a side trip first. While walking the dogs Sunday eve, P & L came across a mud-and feces-encrusted little dog huddled, and unable to see, near the park. Paul took his sweater off, wrapped the doggie up, and brought him/her home. It was a black & white cocker spaniel mix, had cataracts and long ears so laden with soil from dragging the ground that the dog couldn't hold its head up. Offered him water - no deal; offered food, likewise. Paul put a few bits of dog food on the floor and he gobbled it up. Guess he wasn't used to dishes and fine dining!
Doggie turned out to be a "she" - older, a fairly new mother. P & L bathed her; put her into the laundry room overnight. Called to find a shelter and we took her there on Monday morn. Trouble was, it was huge place; also provided animal care, etc. and we would have been there most of the day. We brought her back home; went to South Beach to an Italian restaurant "where Italians go to dine" ... (They let us eat there, however, in spite of our ethnic background!) Took Jennifer to the plane and discussed the news that Chicago was due for a blizzard depositing a possible 9 to 12 inches of snow; bid her a "good luck" farewell; and drove home feeling so sorry for you Chicago-area people who may be somewhat inhibited by all the additional snow.
Long blog - perhaps more newsworthy next time. Bulls won again - Super Bowl on Sunday (Ellen DeGeneres for the Pack); Jen & Jason expected to watch it with us, hopefully by the pool ...
Been having computer difficulties, thus the delay. For pictures usually inserted hither and yon in Marma Blogs, go to my Facebook page. (You MUST see Jonferes IN the pool!) Larry said it was easier adding pictures there ...
Views of the blizzard that left Chicago area mounded in snow looked awesome from afar. However, my escape to the heat and humidity of Florida, relaxing with a good book and glass of wine makes me feel ...
(how shall I say it) ... just ... "wish you were here!"
Have a "sportsman-like" Super Bowl Sunday!!
"Miami Marma"
.
Actually arrived a half-hour early. Larry picked us up; Paul came home at about the same time. Out came El Presidente beer, choice of wine and soft drinks, accompanied by a little something to eat because Mary & Vivian, the ladies across the yard, were coming for dinner after work. Larry and Paul tried a shrimp salad-type dish (atop soft, warmed tortillas) from new Rick Bayless cookbook, added Spanish rice, Flan for dessert - superb start to warm-weather festivities.
Guess it ís time to discuss what you've ALL been waiting for -- the pool! Jennifer was the first in; rested on a new float; glanced disgustedly at the water; smiled for the camera; took a sip of cold beer and climbed out! It ís all there but not complete. P & L are waiting for inspector's final okay before area around pool is finished; plus workers are taking their time about showing up ... Estimate with two to three FULL days work, all would be complete. Now, to get those workers here!
Saturday eve, all six of us went to a neighborhood Vietnamese restaurant. Very small - owner, one cook, a waiter, busboy and a bartender-of-sorts (because most everyone orders Sappora Japanese beer). Only two serving times - 6:00 pm and 8:30 pm - we went early; really good food; dining experience because it ís a very slow, laid-back atmosphere. (Jane! The drop of hot sauce we drizzled on our plate rivaled David's jalapeno seeds to the nth degree!!)
Next day - Sunday, church (and Jennifer accompanied me), nice breakfast at home, then off to see movie "True Grit" - very good; decided to move to the theater next door and take in "Barney's Version" - kind of a two-fer-one deal!! Now time for dinner - near Bahama Breeze; so-o, coconut shrimp, tower of onion rings, Bahamaritas, etc. Whew!! Homeward ...
Monday dawned and it was time to "clock-watch" as we had to keep track of Jonferes plane-time back to the Chicago arctics. Decided to go to South Beach for lunch but had to make a side trip first. While walking the dogs Sunday eve, P & L came across a mud-and feces-encrusted little dog huddled, and unable to see, near the park. Paul took his sweater off, wrapped the doggie up, and brought him/her home. It was a black & white cocker spaniel mix, had cataracts and long ears so laden with soil from dragging the ground that the dog couldn't hold its head up. Offered him water - no deal; offered food, likewise. Paul put a few bits of dog food on the floor and he gobbled it up. Guess he wasn't used to dishes and fine dining!
Doggie turned out to be a "she" - older, a fairly new mother. P & L bathed her; put her into the laundry room overnight. Called to find a shelter and we took her there on Monday morn. Trouble was, it was huge place; also provided animal care, etc. and we would have been there most of the day. We brought her back home; went to South Beach to an Italian restaurant "where Italians go to dine" ... (They let us eat there, however, in spite of our ethnic background!) Took Jennifer to the plane and discussed the news that Chicago was due for a blizzard depositing a possible 9 to 12 inches of snow; bid her a "good luck" farewell; and drove home feeling so sorry for you Chicago-area people who may be somewhat inhibited by all the additional snow.
Long blog - perhaps more newsworthy next time. Bulls won again - Super Bowl on Sunday (Ellen DeGeneres for the Pack); Jen & Jason expected to watch it with us, hopefully by the pool ...
Been having computer difficulties, thus the delay. For pictures usually inserted hither and yon in Marma Blogs, go to my Facebook page. (You MUST see Jonferes IN the pool!) Larry said it was easier adding pictures there ...
Views of the blizzard that left Chicago area mounded in snow looked awesome from afar. However, my escape to the heat and humidity of Florida, relaxing with a good book and glass of wine makes me feel ...
(how shall I say it) ... just ... "wish you were here!"
Have a "sportsman-like" Super Bowl Sunday!!
"Miami Marma"
.
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