After my rather dismissive comments about golf in an earlier post, a friend from the pro shop at work insisted on taking me out to play golf. She’s really serious about golf, can wax poetic about it for hours (and hours, and hours, and hours …) and this was an experience that I anticipated with all the pleasure I usually reserve for root canals.
I’ve promised to write occasionally about what I eat for breakfast, at least in part because it will keep my mom happy to know that I’m eating right.
Well sorry mom … today’s breakfast was a culinary masterpiece but a nutritional train wreck! As I’ve mentioned previously, I’m friends with several of the chefs at the spa where I work and boy, can those guys cook. Some of the staff who live near each other got together for a casual brunch since we all had the morning off, and Dave and Tony were the hosts and chief cooks (in trade off, the rest of us helped with all the sous-chef tasks – chopping, mixing and of course, doing the dishes).
There was an arts festival downtown last night, and a friend and I spent the evening wandering around and people-watching. Ojai is home to lots of artists, and much of the work on display was by locals. I saw some beautiful pieces, many of which I coveted hugely, but funds are a little low right now so I restrained myself. But I took a lot of pictures and made notes about some of the pieces I’d like to return to once money is a little less of a worry.
I left off last time talking about Lake of the Isles. In the winter, it’s probably the best of the local lakes for ice skating and hockey because much of it is skinny and meandering, rather than being a big round blob. Since it’s skinny it freezes harder and deeper, so the ice is sturdier.
As I predicted, I got several phone calls from Mom today about (a) that date, (b) this blog, (c) my nutrition, (d) my sleep habits, (e) and my generally casual approach to life.
We seem to have reached an accommodation however, mostly because she lives in Minnesota and she can’t simply pop around to my house and sort things out in person. Did I mention that I’m originally from Minnesota? Don’t think so, so here’s a quicky rundown of my early years.
The first post … a sort of beginning.
As I mentioned on my About page, I’m a keen amateur cook with a leaning towards breakfast foods, and breakfast is a beginning, isn’t it? So let me tell you what I had for breakfast (yes, it’s going to take me a while to get into this writing groove, please have patience with me).
But now that I think about it, this really wasn’t a great day to start my blog if I’m going to talk about my breakfast, because I had a bowl of Rice Krispies, a banana, and a yogurt! Hardly a gourmet start to the day, was it?
