I'm finding myself with an overwhelming need to make waffles. Sweet waffles. Savory waffles. Bacon. Brunchey cocktails. Coffee. Laughter.
(seems acheivable.)
What happens on a Sunday evening when I'm tired of the food at Caffé Macs:
--Risotto with asparagus, celery root, leeks, sage oil & pancetta
--Saffron-sausage pasta sauce (enough to feed half an army)
--Chiken-andouille gumbo (full-army rations)
Most of DJ Matokie's eighth KALX show, offered as an iMix! |
in time of daffodils (who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why, remember how
in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so (forgetting seem)
in time of roses (who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if, remember yes
in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek (forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me, remember me
--ee cummings