CAULIFLOWER SOUP: SASSY and SUCCULENT

Cauliflower Soup

Cauliflower is not just for breakfast anymore. Just kidding. It never was. But if it’s a soup like this, maybe it should be.

Shopping List

Cauliflower: 2 cups
Celery: ½ cup chopped
Turnip: 1 medium chopped
Lemon Juice: 1 T
Butter: 2 T
Flour/Arrowroot: 1 T
Bay Leaf: 1
Thyme: pinch
Half & Half: 1.5 cups
S & P: ½ tsp and to taste
Water: 2 cups
Parsley: palm size finely chopped

CAULIFLOWER SOUP: THE BUMP NOBODIES TALKING ABOUT
YOUR BODIES FOOD

Preparation

In a pot/ Dutch oven add florets and turnip with water, salt, and lemon juice. Then cook on high boiling 5 minutes. Next reduce heat to medium, cover and cook 15 minutes longer. Then remove florets and turnip but reserve liquid.

In the pot brown butter on medium.

Meanwhile stir in flour to 3/4 reserve liquid and fork blend.

Next gradually add to brown butter and cook on low stirring until thick and smooth.

Then add celery, bay leaves, thyme, S & P, and cream. Next continue to cook slowly stirring until smooth about 10 minutes longer. Then add ½ florets. Simmer.

Meanwhile smash other ½ florets and turnip with potato masher or electric beater. Then add a T of cream. Now add immediately to pot and continue to simmer until heated through.

Finally garnish with parsley. Then enjoy with a crusty toast.

Cauliflower Soup Notes

Who rides its white horse in defense of disease…CAULIFLOWER! Unlike the super colors of other vegetables this snow bird arrives in markets September through November and packs a cruciferous attack on cancer. So, you should still wear white after labor day

Cauliflowers a prize of Polish and Czech cooks.

And those wise guys use it in a variety of dishes and soups. Because it grows best in cooler temperature. While also making a nice edible addition to planters. Its best known variety is white. But it comes in a purple variety too.

In fact, cauliflower and broccoli are known to be flowery crops. Because their grown for their flowery buds. Hence the name florets. They also happen to be relatives of the wild and crazy cabbage family. And that means being delicious!

They are also highly prized for their nutritional value. So, it’s hard to overvalue their healing power. Look for no-spots on either bright green, purple or brilliant white florets.

Because new recipes pop up daily. Sometimes even as ice cream—who would’ve guessed.

GIMME BACK MY

ALMOST PERFECT

SENSES: YOUR VESSEL IS WAITING

SENSES:                                                                                    The organs that lead to everything.

“Senses party of 5. Please step forward, your vessel is waiting.”

It’s true, senses are a skillful network just waiting to aid in everyday events. By fixing all that out of the blue stuff. Because they don’t stop to take a smoke break. Or coffee break.

In fact, senses are the most down-played organs of the body. But they’re tops when it comes to our what it takes moments. So, share some ideas together. Because opportunity is knocking.

SENSES ARE NO CASUAL LEAN
SENSES: PERFECTLY SUSTAINABLE
Like use your nose INTENSELY. The organ party that acts as a path to smell.

For example, the funky foot odor. You kinda know its direction but you’re not quite sure. Because a smell like that can hit the nose with tactical error. Killing any chances for romance.

However, the sizzling smell of bacon. Might fare better with the nasal cavity. And depending on the meal, sex might not be far behind.

Then of course, there’s always the bad odor of BO. OOOF! So, change the undies please! Or rather engage in a quick geisha bath. Perhaps some bug spray would help. Otherwise any passions will be set on bio-freeze.

But then of course, the whiff of certain scents can mad dash romance. To say nothing of some fast sex.

But never a squished skunk on the road. Because although you tried to avoid it; it was a direct hit. And there’s no coming back from that one Romeo!

Or simply sharpen your TONGUE with taste. The muscular organ hooked to the floor of the mouth.

For example, the taste of ice cream—all you can eat of course. But bring the stretchy pants. Or no pants. Because any flavor calls for a licking.

However, seriously hot squirrel nachos, perhaps not. Because although lips are smacking the romping may get gushed. But perhaps not for the adventurous taste buds.

But LOADED HAMBURGERS. Now you’re talking dirty!

Yet if fact vs. fiction than a bowl of Muskrat Soup w/ Melty Cheese will also fail to score points in the boudoir. However, the crunchy edges and special sauce still might arouse someone. Because although weird, if starving, it’s seriously good…

But ASIAN SESAME SHORT RIB SOUP. Well that’s taste bud good. And tongue twister hard. Which might also start a series of fiery hot rituals. Because there’s no-doubt double points will tally among the saints and sinners.

our hands. The organ of touch. And of bugs and hurts. But also strokes, caresses, and fondles.

For example, poison ivy, a pissed-off porcupine, or slimy cucumbers. DON’T FONDLE THEM! Because they’re rough. And hairy. And gooey. Or poochy pooh either. Because that’s more gooey. And no matter how many times you wash the hands…it’s a law-breaker.

On the other hand, there is the brawny beard. Perhaps you’ve just gotta touch that too. DO IT! It’s sexy and ultra rouge.

But with your other hand, grab hold of the rump or buttock. It’s a prize possession. And certainly worth considering. However, you might just want to look. And not handle. Mainly if it’s not yours, of course. But if it is...

THEN THERE’S HAIR. The constant conversation. Beyond style or tradition, there is something about it. So, feel it. Then run your hands through it. Why not RISK IT ALL FOR A GOOD STROKE!

AND Of course, ears. the sense organ of good vibrations and balance!

So, call upon an audible group of noises!
1. MWAH. Brings a certain rhythm. So, experience it at a higher level.
2. WHAM. Then something amazing rings out.
3. AWWW. Certainly, gets one into the groove no matter the city.
4. WHOOP. BUT WHOOPY get more wails!
5. SHOOF. GASP. Where went my pants? FWOOSH!

Then we have a 3-layer rally of light cells. or the organ of SIGHT.

Such as the friendly sight of checkers on checkers. Or plaid paired with plaid. Also pleated floral and side-striped pants.

“WHAT! We booked 18 holes. REALLY!”

Or to say nothing of UNCLE BOB in a skimpy black Louie Vuitton. A visual genius. Or is it graphic madness?

Be kind, because frankly you’re in his will.

But an eye full of lingerie. Along with a pole. And one chair. Not surprising that’s going to be something nice to gaze at!

Or a far sight of something bright. The end of aging. Seeing ourselves with-out critical eyes. 

Because all senses are really just organs. A set of feelings, perceptions, impressions, or sensations. Simple play things. Often messed up. But hardly dull. In fact, they have a way of sticking to us like a funky foot odor.

SO, RELISH YOUR SENSES.

If only for the purpose of, escaping 18 holes with UNCLE BOB!

Then enjoy them more together. Perhaps make a game of it. By coming up with a few of your own eye strains. Or ear aches. Tongue twisters or un-heavenly smells. Perhaps just keeping in touch is enough.

And in the meantime, snare some GOOD NOOKIE! Because you may never think of senses the same way again.

OR UNCLE BOB!

TOAD HOUSE

CREATIVE OUTLET

 

KARAOKE NIGHT: art AMERICAN style

Karaoke Night:                                                                    Makes a Crash

Karaoke the 30-second bio. HOW BOLD ARE YOU! Then ask, “Why is it still so DEATH PUNK?” or is it?

KARAOKE...Sing for your moment
NOT TO MENTION

One reason, is because it remains such a colorful form of distracting amusement. Thee other reason, it keeps family gatherings from going to hell. But it’s also been a savor to countless pubs and clubs. Since it keeps them from going belly up on a Tuesday Night. And it’s also a sisterhood that’s unequaled anywhere on earth. And the notion that all entertainment, is not created equal!

Because karaoke is nothing more than singing along to an empty orchestra. A live band that isn’t there. And certainly if you’re participating at a road house full of adorning fans. Be certain no ginger will ever grab your forearm and marvel, “NEVER STOP SINGING MAN!”

And most people generally admit that it’s a great way to forget about troubles and just relax.

KARAOKE. IT’S THE ART OF ENGINEERING A SUCCESSFUL FAILURE.

In fact, the door to cultural exchange swings both ways for people who love karaoke. Because although “Tiny Bubbles” might get you booed off stage. A belt like “Barracuda” might put you on the commercial behemoth list. By putting one great song into a live show.

And for a time, that’s exactly what “it” did in many liquor driven establishments.

Part shrine or part circus…most places knew a few things about gathering great company. And “it” became one of those curiosities.

So, as the neon sign flickers “KARAOKE” that told guests exactly what to expect inside. But “BEAUTIFULLY BIZARRE” would have told more truth as the nightly acts moved along.

In fact, it was always more about spreading armature fun than achieving commercial success. And as more and more pretties out-sang the uglies it lost its P.T. Barnum luster. And the circus just left town.

But as the seasons and successes of karaoke fade from the spot-light there remains one successor. Yet, in a few remote nut-shells—the neon sign still flashes…

…KARAOKE TONIGHT.

“I think it exceeds expectations.”
“A prize for the cheesiest performance?”
“A campfire with less smoke maybe.”
“YEAH…who needs rivalry anyway?”
“Certainly, not me!”
“When it works it’s amazing!”

 So, the best karaoke is something you ought to know about. Performances should always have limits. Because you never own it. You simply take care of it for the next group.

So, Please karaoke responsibly.

SOUND BITE
SING LIGHTLY AND CARRY A BIG STICK

BOSS ME AROUND: We’ll See About That!

He’s The Boss:                                                      But Don’t Try Turning                                          It Into A Month Long Event

Boss he is tonight
Don’t Get Boss Wit Me

 

BOSS WEEK ARRIVES. And of course, he’s the boss. In the center of it all. But it’s only for a time. Because it’s about turning one day of plain into perfect. So, chill.

Ladies, instead of submitting your pink slip. Flourish in the he moment. Because who you see is who you’ll get. Mr. Bossy. This is a modest proposal of alternative thoughts. You can assert your independence, later. But for now, all eyes are on him. A timeless temptation.

And guys, no hums. No if, ans, or buts. You mustn’t propose a contract to shim-shim in the produce aisle. Despite any whim you’ve had. On the other hand, you mustn’t draw a pact for front lawn noogie at noon either. Be some-what practical. Then put that strut in your step. After all, she’s letting you be boss.

Here’s the deal. According to lots of articles on bosses, a good one gets things done on time. Than there’s the exceptional ones. They’re all about the people who getter done. (They obviously got high hopes.) So, they’ll need a goal. Also a little know-how. Which will further the chances of something getting done.

Because getter done is just getter done without it.
So, what makes you a good boss?

Of course, you’ll need a few tips to start.

1. Hold a sense of purpose. “He’s fair and square.”
2. Bring consistency. “He’s very fair and consistent in every position.”
3. Make a connection. “Let it flow. Be easy-breezy. And step lightly.”

Take note of the above advice. Because it makes for an unusually great boss!

However, the exchange of ideas below, we’ll consider raw talent.

“Although a bit edgy, he’s equally calm and collect,” Jenna said.
“Welcome to our hustle.”
“It’s too late to run.”
“HOORAY!”
“Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary work-day…I notice my…”                                                                                                               “I’d like to do some over time this weekend,” he asks smoothly.

And so, the adventure begins.

She answers, “Listen bossy, instead I’d like to become more consistent in every position.”
“Pencil that in.”

Where will “He’s the Boss” take you.

“Sorry. Not sorry. All I want is a yes—daddy!”

But execute a little restraint.

“I meant to be a good boss.”
“Captivating you mean.”
“Me Boss, you Jenna.”
“My turn,” she said.
“Are you saving the day?”
“3 a.m. work for you?”
“Works for me… But hey I’m the boss—remember.”
“Surly you’ll give points for overtime!”

And they lived happily ever after.

You see, LOVE IS LOVE

And the rest is history.

Of course, any point of view is meant to share. If your boss can generate a place where nymphs dance in the sun. Then he’s the boss that can create equilibrium between hanging out and getter done.

He’s the boss—full speed ahead.

LET’S CUT TO THE CHASE

HARVEST TIME