Some Almond Brittle, A Fennel Garnish, A Hundred and Three Showgirls, and Tami Taylor

        This will be short. I’ve been having moments throughout the past week where something will happen and I’ll think, “This is great to mention in the next post, to tack on to a grander post.” Well, I’m not waiting anymore. To me, the little stuff—the jokes, the irrelevant anecdotes, the rants—aren’t just a garnish for the bigger topic; they are essential to a strong post. I’d also like to post more consistently which means posts might become shorter. This blog is evolving, and as I said in my very first post, I’m not quite sure what its purpose is. I do know that it is multifaceted and ever-changing. It’s a platform for me to gripe, to share things I love, to occasionally get on my high horse, to provoke discussion, and to hopefully evoke laughter.

Quick Bits:

-At the end of our meal last night, our waiter approached with little caramel-looking candies in hand. Yum, I thought, even more food! He prefaced his gift by saying, “Do you know about these?” As if they were famous. As if they were talked about. We replied, “No” so he described them: almond brittle (this is where the story took a dark turn) with fennel and chili powder. They are fantastic, he said. They weren’t. They were actually quite disgusting and twenty-four hours later there may still be some residual fennel-y brittle in my second molar. 

-That same night, we drove by a place called Déjà Vu Showgirls. The slogan was “100 beautiful girls and 3 ugly ones.” You can’t make this stuff up. And you shouldn’t even need to ask, but yes, obviously we went there after our meal.

         I will end with a famous inspirational quote from Friday Night Lights' Tami Taylor:  

"The big deal is it's part of my job, to make sure that you don't grow up stupid. It's bad for the world."

Well said, Tami, well said.