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April 2007 
I miss food....
Posted on Dec 25th, 2006
by 
Lilylulay
Lilylulay
Under the watchful eyes of an entire town me made our way to the center of it. We hoped to find a meal to sustain us longer than 2 hours. It was Christmas Day here. Well December 25th, but Christmas didn't truly come until we awoke this morning, the 26th, knowing our family and friends are back home in the throws of good eating and present unwrapping. I want for nothing but the arms of my loved ones around me. A nice meal wouldn't hurt either.
Josh and I sit awake taking in the day. Before long our thoughts went from family to FOOD. Josh begged me to "create" dishes for him, from my imagination of course.
Course I was a sandwich on toasted whole wheat bread, fresh avocado, tomato, mixed greens, slices of turkey, and cheddar cheese with a touch of honey mustard, and ranch dressing, of course. It was accompanied by a cup of Cheddar Broccoli soup topped with croutons and a fresh garden salad, my specialty Josh would say. I would start with fresh mixed greens tossed in an organic basil Vinaigrette, I would add raisins, fresh, tart green apple slices, walnuts, blue cheese crumbles, and a little hard boiled egg. But why stop there? For Course II Josh would indulge in a bowl of Quaker's Instant Oatmeal, of all things, I believe he said Peaches and Cream? For me, crispy pita chips dipped in my homemade mango guacamole with fresh cilantro. Course III we've done enough "cooking" we would head off to one of our favorite hometown eateries.I can hear Spiro's calling my name! Josh would opt for a Club Sub with a fresh salad topped with House Blue Cheese Dressing and a generous portion of Mozzarella Cheese. To drink he would indulge in a thick, rich, dark beer like Mud Shark Porter. I would stick to water no ice, and would order the Chicken Artichoke Pasta salad with Garlic Bread instead of a roll to eat. Next we would Hit "PV" for some Mexican Food! Josh would no doubt order the Mole' Enchiladas with re fried beans and Spanish Rice. He would wash it down with a 32 oz ice, cold glass of Beer (if I could spell Dos XXX ) I on the other hand like the Cheese Enchiladas with whole beans and white rice and to drink? You guessed, it good 'ol H2O.
Enough of the restaurants, I want some of my mom's homemade Lasagna, Dad would make Garlic bread with tons of garlic, all toasted to perfection, a simple salad with fresh tomato, cucumber, and veggies from the garden and some ranch NON MSG RANCH to be exact! Jeez, what course are we on?? We would head over to Cory's house for some wine and a big vat of Crab Spaghetti! She would cut slices and toast slices of hearty, Italian bread and set out dishes of reduced balsamic vinegar and rosemary infused olive oil (hey dad you should try that with your rosemary from the garden!) Another bowl of fresh greens for the munchin to go with the meal. Room for more! Over to Asha and John's house for a lovely cheese platter from Cosmo's deli complete with an assortment of savory olives, meats and crackers. Josh would have a La Rossa in a frosty glass, and I would create a concoction from the liquor cabinet and the assortment of juices kept chilled in the fridge. We would indulge in dark chocolates, mixed nuts, and perhaps snack on cool bites of soy dream "ice cream." ahhhh, yes the Caresse salad. I would have to fit that in some where. Thick slices of fresh mozzarella cheese topped with tomato, fresh basil, reduced balsamic, a drizzle of avocado oil and a grind or two of fresh pepper....
Yeah, I could think of a thing or two I miss to eat....
But alas here is sit in a Internet cafe' so loud it gives new meaning to the word noisy. People crowd around me as I write to you. This is the third time someone has pointed to the picture of Joshua petting the tiger.They point, look at me without a word and point back to Josh who is sitting behind me. I nod my head yes with a smile and go back to my typing. They, there must be 4 of them, watch my forming of the words which they have no understanding of in blank amazement. If they knew I was writing about them now would they be honored or offended? I think they would be pleased.
I have covered my ears several times in attempt to shield out the screams of the excited children that surround me. They are playing computer games, all of them. Each one clicks and taps excitedly as the screen portrays the shooting and killing of fictitious characters. I place the headphones over my ears in attempt to block at least a portion of the noise... I feel a tug at my shirt. Another snaps their fingers next to my ear. A dare perhaps? I "dare" not turn around. My time online is short and I cannot risk involving myself in conversation.
The computers don't have Skype. We download it, but are told our account is blocked... great... so much for a phone call home. We are saddened as we feel the hours considered reasonable enough to call slipping. Soon they give way completely to what no doubt evokes deep slumber on the other side of the world. Sleep well my loved ones... Perhaps you will hear from us when you wake.
Josh and I sit awake taking in the day. Before long our thoughts went from family to FOOD. Josh begged me to "create" dishes for him, from my imagination of course.
Course I was a sandwich on toasted whole wheat bread, fresh avocado, tomato, mixed greens, slices of turkey, and cheddar cheese with a touch of honey mustard, and ranch dressing, of course. It was accompanied by a cup of Cheddar Broccoli soup topped with croutons and a fresh garden salad, my specialty Josh would say. I would start with fresh mixed greens tossed in an organic basil Vinaigrette, I would add raisins, fresh, tart green apple slices, walnuts, blue cheese crumbles, and a little hard boiled egg. But why stop there? For Course II Josh would indulge in a bowl of Quaker's Instant Oatmeal, of all things, I believe he said Peaches and Cream? For me, crispy pita chips dipped in my homemade mango guacamole with fresh cilantro. Course III we've done enough "cooking" we would head off to one of our favorite hometown eateries.I can hear Spiro's calling my name! Josh would opt for a Club Sub with a fresh salad topped with House Blue Cheese Dressing and a generous portion of Mozzarella Cheese. To drink he would indulge in a thick, rich, dark beer like Mud Shark Porter. I would stick to water no ice, and would order the Chicken Artichoke Pasta salad with Garlic Bread instead of a roll to eat. Next we would Hit "PV" for some Mexican Food! Josh would no doubt order the Mole' Enchiladas with re fried beans and Spanish Rice. He would wash it down with a 32 oz ice, cold glass of Beer (if I could spell Dos XXX ) I on the other hand like the Cheese Enchiladas with whole beans and white rice and to drink? You guessed, it good 'ol H2O.
Enough of the restaurants, I want some of my mom's homemade Lasagna, Dad would make Garlic bread with tons of garlic, all toasted to perfection, a simple salad with fresh tomato, cucumber, and veggies from the garden and some ranch NON MSG RANCH to be exact! Jeez, what course are we on?? We would head over to Cory's house for some wine and a big vat of Crab Spaghetti! She would cut slices and toast slices of hearty, Italian bread and set out dishes of reduced balsamic vinegar and rosemary infused olive oil (hey dad you should try that with your rosemary from the garden!) Another bowl of fresh greens for the munchin to go with the meal. Room for more! Over to Asha and John's house for a lovely cheese platter from Cosmo's deli complete with an assortment of savory olives, meats and crackers. Josh would have a La Rossa in a frosty glass, and I would create a concoction from the liquor cabinet and the assortment of juices kept chilled in the fridge. We would indulge in dark chocolates, mixed nuts, and perhaps snack on cool bites of soy dream "ice cream." ahhhh, yes the Caresse salad. I would have to fit that in some where. Thick slices of fresh mozzarella cheese topped with tomato, fresh basil, reduced balsamic, a drizzle of avocado oil and a grind or two of fresh pepper....
Yeah, I could think of a thing or two I miss to eat....
But alas here is sit in a Internet cafe' so loud it gives new meaning to the word noisy. People crowd around me as I write to you. This is the third time someone has pointed to the picture of Joshua petting the tiger.They point, look at me without a word and point back to Josh who is sitting behind me. I nod my head yes with a smile and go back to my typing. They, there must be 4 of them, watch my forming of the words which they have no understanding of in blank amazement. If they knew I was writing about them now would they be honored or offended? I think they would be pleased.
I have covered my ears several times in attempt to shield out the screams of the excited children that surround me. They are playing computer games, all of them. Each one clicks and taps excitedly as the screen portrays the shooting and killing of fictitious characters. I place the headphones over my ears in attempt to block at least a portion of the noise... I feel a tug at my shirt. Another snaps their fingers next to my ear. A dare perhaps? I "dare" not turn around. My time online is short and I cannot risk involving myself in conversation.
The computers don't have Skype. We download it, but are told our account is blocked... great... so much for a phone call home. We are saddened as we feel the hours considered reasonable enough to call slipping. Soon they give way completely to what no doubt evokes deep slumber on the other side of the world. Sleep well my loved ones... Perhaps you will hear from us when you wake.
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