Thursday, January 27, 2011

sashimi you melt me

I don't like fish, never have. David likes to recount the time we were driving along the gulf coast in Alabama and after searching for somewhere to eat for close to an hour I practically yelled at him "I don't like fish!!" Seeing as that was all that we could find. Things haven't gotten much better since then. "I don't like fish" is one of his favorite ways to mock me. Sure he says it in a playful way but I know the truth, he's ashamed of my blatant disregard of all things aquatic. I don't like fish, swimming in the ocean,surfing, jet skiing or scuba diving.

Well, as of last Friday night you can probably cross fish off that list. It was date night and although we toyed with the idea of getting Indian food we didn't seem to have the energy to drive 30 minutes to Little India, in our opinion the only place to get Indian food. Nor did I have the energy to sustain the line Claim Jumper, our second option and David's favorite chain restaurant. I hate the food there anyway and in my opinion the only redeemable thing it is that they have good cocktails. So when David suggested Kitayama our favorite Japanese restaurant I jumped. The place is perfect and everything in there takes me back to a country I love.

We went about ordering and although I didn't vary too much from my usual California roll I encouraged David to get the sashimi. "Oh my god, this is delicious", he said through the rice and tuna stuffed in his mouth. "Uh huh, that's great", I replied and then there it was, the offer to try some. "Oh, maybe next time" but that was only met with ridicule. There would be no next time and we both knew it.

Reluctantly I grabbed at the last piece of tuna, took a deep breath and prepared myself to gag only I didn't. What I couldn't understand, and still don't, was how it could be so melty and mild after all this was raw fish. How could I have been wrong for so long?

I'll try it again and now I can honestly say that there will be a next time. Who knows maybe I'll branch out and eat eel? OK, probably not but I know if I get a nod from David that it's amazing I'll stick my chop stick in for that last piece.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Wonderful Wednesday!

I came across some photos Fabrizio and I took this summer and I couldn't help but be reminded of how sweet life can be.....








Monday, January 24, 2011

Scheduling is an art

OK, so this feels like a pretty stupid thing to complain about but here it goes...I'm over scheduled and it's stressing me out!!

I really don't know how I got to this point except to think that I got a little carried away with the excitement of all the opportunities that were being given to me. Would you like to go to the opera? Why, yes. How about snowboarding? Love to. Yoga? Catering? An overnight trip to the desert? The photo club meeting and outing? Yes, yes, yes and yes.

Somehow when saying yes to everything I didn't look at a schedule. Needless to say, everything is scheduled over a 5 day period before I head out on a weeks vacation. That in and of itself is overwhelming because as any mother knows you're not only packing for yourself but for your entire family. Throw in Fabrizio's new list of allergies and our lack of snow clothes and I've got a weeks worth of work just to get ready.

I can't breath. Is it possible to have a panic attack while writing about stress?

I guess it's a good problem to have. After all, I did put it out there that I wanted to do more. I guess I just didn't expect it to come all at once. I am very unprepared and now I'm stuck with what to do...go along with it all or start selectively canceling? The old me wants to cancel. At this point I don't want to do anything but I know that saying no to everything isn't in the theme of the life I'm creating. There is no reason why I can't do it all...except I don't want to. Time to buck up. Take it one day at a time. If I do that it's not too much. I just can't think past tomorrow or I might have a panic attack.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

5 Ideas For Dining Out

Living in Southern California is great when it comes to ethnic diversity. You can find little pockets of people from just about anywhere and of course that means lots of good food.

If you're tired of the same old choices check out these 5 ideas for dining out.

1. Vietnamese -Pho is always a favorite
2. Indian
3. South American -break free from taco Tuesday and try Argentinian!
4. Ethiopian -particularly easy if you live in LA
5. Lebanese -the food is amazingly good.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Cultivating Food

David and I like to eat out and we do a couple times a week but a few weeks ago I started to notice that we weren't being very adventurous. In fact we were being downright boring. We've been hitting up the same restaurants now for way too long and I decided it was time for change. Thankfully, he's game or else this could be like pulling teeth.

I'm embarrassed to say that I am one of those boring food people, always ordering the same things. Whatever restaurant I walk into I immediately scan the menu for boring and bland. It's terrible, I know but no more!! Since I've made the change I've ordered short ribs with a red wine reduction from First & Hope in downtown LA, sauteed scallops from The Arches, a Newport Beach landmark, and even something as simple as carnitas tacos from Taco Mesa.

OK, so I know it's nothing huge but even something so small can open up a whole new world. Who knows whats next?! I'm thinking date night in Little India (aka Artesia).

Hey If you're like me you have your favorite restaurants and favorite menu items. Last week it hit me that I rarely if ever step outside my box when it comes to food. I mean really, this is a no brainer way to cultivate change. It's something so small and seemingly unimportant but a change in restaurant or even menu selection can lead to something bigger.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Missing a Friend

Whoever said that cleaning is like therapy is right on. I've spend the past 2 days cleaning my home and my mind has been wandering through a web of tunnels that have long been forgotten. I think subconsciously I chose this "cleaning" house as a way to make sense of some things. This week I learned of the passing of a good childhood friend. Whatever I try to focus on my mind winds it way back to memories of her that I didn't know I had. Everything in my mind is a snap shot. I can't remember words or even the sound of her voice. What I remember is hiking ahead of the group with her on a girl scout trip, sitting in her room, walking down to the beach. These little stills sneak into my thoughts of a Friday night dinner at an Austrian restaurant or, like last night, they occupy 90 minutes of yoga.

She belonged to a different era. Even as a child she was cultured and knowledgeable beyond her years. In fact, much of what I long to create is based on memories I have of time with her eccentric loving family. 

Monday, January 3, 2011

Time for a deep cleaning

Although the new year has begun I'm not exactly certain where I ought to. Honestly, I've spent the last few days scratching my head for some sense of direction. Should I register for language classes? What about a writing group? The list in my mind goes on and on. While I sit and ponder the next step in cultivating myself I realize exactly the first step I need to take is cleaning my immediate world. A clean home makes for a clear mind.

As for the other things on my mental list..they'll be next in line, along with knitting that scarf!!