I was trying to make a short clip for Mandy. 😂😂 Turned into an ordeal. 😳🙄😂😂 Love my buddy. 🙂
I love to eat. LOVE it.
I try to take a moment extra, when making something – to add just a little extra twist to play with the senses. Then,take a few extra moments, as I enjoy my tasty treat, to clear my mind and just ENJOY the flavors, aromas, and sensations.
Today, I stepped way out of my box and put together a beautiful melody for my mouth.
Yes, it was just a sandwich. LOL
But to my usual honey roasted turkey – I used a creamy smoked Gouda, then added some crumbled blue cheese to bring in some bold flavor. I added capers (never done this) for bursts of salty tartness and sun-dried fire roasted tomatoes to compliment them. With turkey, I usually like to sprinkle in some dried cranberries – the sweet tartness is perfect with turkey and reminds me of Thanksgiving meals with my family – happy nostalgia goes well with any deli meat, really. Then some sliced green onion for a burst of aroma and a little spinach for crunch.
Oh wow. There were so many flavors playing together as I ate my meal, with some sweet potato and cinnamon Sun Chips. More like a symphony under fireworks.
Healthy lunch; energy is great after eating. No fries needed with this combo.
Twenty minutes later – I can still taste the flavors. That, my friends, makes me very happy.
There were times, while traveling, that I could barely afford a can of soup. But I would still find a way to get a few bananas and an apple – enjoy the sweet candy that Mother Nature provides.
Part of living healthy, for me, is feeding the body good stuff. When I don’t eat well, my energy goes up and down. I don’t think as clearly. I then turn to caffeine and energy drinks that further send my brain into a cycle of over producing chemicals to jack me up. Following with a crash.
My psychiatrist would tell at me, “you only have ONE BRAIN man. Stop tearing it up.”
So my breakfast usually starts off with some oatmeal, that gives me sustained energy. Some fruit and organic honey to sweeten it up. Only one cup of coffee to get me moving – but not enough to send my system into a tailspin that I never quite recover from.
My buddy James was telling me that brown Pigeons are pretty rare. We came across one, and he and his girl are really into bird watching. He asked to get a picture of it.
So I made loud shrieking noises while running across the parking lot holding my phone in front of me on auto fire – like I was headed into an ancient battle with a sword.
Some people nearby were a little confused, but I got the shot.
It’s okay, I don’t really embarass easily anymore.
Besides, as my Auntie Mikki says… “We don’t say goodbye. We say see you later.” I am often surprised and delighted as I end up reconnecting with these people and get closure – as they see me battling my beasts and emerging from a warrior into the person they knew I could be.
I love asking someone what their story is. Then shutting my mouth and listening.
That wasn’t always the case. I only wanted to talk. Lol. But when I hear someone’s story, typically my level of respect goes up as I hear the things they have battled, childhood challenges that I couldn’t image, or life tragedies they have faced.
Its not a contest anymore, but a learning experience; and helps me to realize that although the battles are fought in different places and times and the details are different, most of us have fought (or are fighting) a war.
Our own war is the toughest war we have had (or have to) ever face and fight.
But, by listening to and understanding others, I learn a lot of stretigic tactics that make my wins a little less strengent – and build a level of trust with someone that I can share victories, with.
In my usual style of silliness, I enlist total strangers to help make (not so) gentle animal noises at some large Mule Deer Elk(ish) beasts that were blocking the road. Take a look.