Ovens, Buses, Cold Weather, and Art.

I love Minneapolis:

When functional art, advertisements, buses, and cold weather combine.  Creativity at its best!

Thank you Caribou Coffee for keeping our bussers warm!!

Inspired...nuff said

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A Razor, Scissors, Vanity and A Comb

It never fails...once I get ahold of these Highly refined cutting tools, I feel this undeniable rush of exhilaration...an excitement for the changes I am about to endure.

However, this time it was different.  It wasn't like when I was 16 years old and making social statements by changing my hair cut and color with every moon cycle.  Although, admittedly still howling at the full moon, I am not interested in challenging the social norm anymore.

As I gripped the scissors, I was surprised to find myself drifting into this, all too familiar, calming trance state of mind.  Slowly sliding the razor's edge against each bundle of hair, I began to trim back the dead lengths.  Receiving some sort of seemingly twisted enjoyment, I listened to the blade slice through the fine strands as I sculpt  the jagged edges of the growing mass atop my head.

Initially, the finished result left me quite satisfied.  I had cute new bangs and my head felt about 30 lbs lighter.  Yet, for whatever reason, this dramatic change didn't thrill me like it used to. Instead I was strangely feeling slightly robbed.  Stripped of my progress and hard work, from my years of dedication and discipline.  My lovely long locks that had become such a defining characteristic for me in the past five years was now chopped into tiny bits...and I was the only one responsible to blame for this catastrophe.  There it was, looking so pathetic, and spread chaotically in a messy heap on my bathroom floor. 

I gave it one more good glance, inhaled...exhaled... then I swept it up and tossed my Vanity into the trash.


Without even looking into the mirror, I smiled and walked away.





 

Eggs Benedict set the Bar for the New Year!

A new year calls for Newness all around:

"For Last Year's Words belong to Last Year's Language.
And Next Year's Words await Another Voice.
And to Make an End is to Make a New Beginning."
-T.S. Eliot

Why not kick off a new year with Blogging!? aaaaaand Brunch downtown Minneapolis Pizza Luce!

When I imagine brunch, I immediately begin to salivate at the very thought of Eggs Benedict; the sweet sweet combination of the biscuit, or english muffin, topped with delicately poached eggs and adorned with the buttery-cream tang of the hollandaise sauce. Yummm.

While skimming over the Brunch Menu, my eyes hone in on the, waaaait, did you saaaayyy....SALMON CAKE EGGS BENEDICT with DILL HOLLANDAISE sauce....? and JALAPENO HASHBROWNS...?



Helloooooo NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!! WeeeeeeeeHaaaaaaaaaaaww!



Well, I guess that's a pretty good start, but now I'm a tad bit nervous because we (and by 'we' I mean, of course, myself and Pizza Luce Brunch Menu) have set the standard bar for the upcoming new year....and this is pretty damn hard to beat.

But, as always, I love a good challenge with high expectations...So awaaaay we GO!

What's better than good brunch on a Sunday at Noon? ...Good Brunch on a Sunday at Noon with good company :)

Brunch with the Beau, Brian, usually goes like so:

He says a joke...or several...I laugh hysterically...and we (I) get looks from around the room for disturbing the quiet, (with laughter?? c'mon people, this is one thing that I won't hold back...I laugh loud and hold no regrets when I do so...)
People say my laugh is infectious...I'm not sure what that means since I tend to associate infections with festering open wounds...buuut I think it's meant to be a compliment, so thanks?