2014年11月28日

fruits and flavors


A number of years ago a friend and I were visiting San Francisco, and of course we spent every day sampling as much food as possible! Our first morning there we stopped in a great looking coffee shop for espresso and pastries. I asked for a croissant and a macchiato, (equal parts espresso and steamed milk) – the man behind the counter asked me if I wanted that ‘Starbucks style” – I stared at him blankly and asked him to repeat the question. He gave me a funny look but repeated the question – I was still at a loss for an answer and finally had to admit that I didn’t know what that meant! This apparently was bizarre and he asked me ‘where are you from’ – to which I replied, ‘Montana, we don’t have a Starbucks in my town, I’ve never even been in one’! My answer of course was ‘shocking’ because everyone’s been to Starbucks right? (For the record we’ve had a local Starbucks now for a few years.)

The long and short of it is – ‘Starbuck’s style’ means their caramel macchiato which I find unbearably sweet and lacking in true coffee flavor (see there’s that opinionated side coming out again – someone please stop me)! But, I really think it’s because I first loved my coffee black – no cream, sugar, or flavorings. Tea on the other hand has never been my thing, with chai tea sneaking in only when I’ve reached my coffee limit! Over the last while I’ve been branching out of the coffee world a bit, and I’ve found chai tea to be infinitely compatible with all sort of sweets. It’s flavors are so perfect for all kinds of fruits and flavors!

So all coffee partiality aside, I hope you enjoy this latte – I can’t think of a better way to cozy up on a chilly fall day!  


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2014年06月30日

Work yesterday was crazeballs


Thanks for all your comments yesterday about the restaurant job. I am a firm believer that if one door closes, another one will open! Not going to worry about a second job until after Mayo, so its all good. Although I did have a dream last night that I was complaining about seating at the restaurant to the GM and she looked at me and said “If you don’t like it here, go work at Chili’s!” Ha!

I had one last Chobani that needed to be used up. For some reason Tony and I didn’t buy much fruit last weekend, but we have a big bag of frozen fruit, so I just defrosted 3/4 of a cup of it – its mango, peaches, strawberries and pineapple. I made a mini fruit parfait for breakfast.

Work yesterday was crazeballs. I won’t go into details, but I was brought to tears at one point. What I really wanted to do? Order a deep dish pizza and eat the whole thing myself. But, I didn’t. I went to the gym and had an awesome workout. Legs were on the strength menu – first on the list? Box jumps! Shelley, I couldn’t help but think of you and your fear of them! (You can read her story about it here).  


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2014年06月10日

more months for the roaring


There is a chance, after reading this post, that you will never believe anything you read here again.

‘Why ever not?’ I hear you gasp. Well, you may remember this post, when I told you all about how Mr. Scrummy and I are settling down in England now. How I’m looking forward to reconnecting with family and friends, not being a ‘foreigner’ anymore and, most of all, having my own kitchen to run backwards and forwards in with pots and pans and make as much mess as I like.

Well hold the phone because we’re flying to Australia for a few more months on Sunday. Oh-oh. The country walks and polite conversations about the weather and roaring fires in pubs will have to wait for yet a little while longer. OK, maybe I would have had to wait a few more months for the roaring fires, anyway.

So a few weeks ago we spent a week here hunting for a home to rent. We settled on a lovely apartment with a little balcony and a great view of Nottinghamshire from almost the highest point in the county and were just about to put down our deposit when a little voice (aka Mr. Scrummy) started to doubt whether the time was quite right (from the point of view of his business, mainly). I’ve well and truly got my head around the idea now, but at first my heart immediately sank. Right down to about the level of my feet, I’d say. Take heed all you single readers out there: this is what you get when you marry an Australian (wouldn’t change it for the world, though, of course).

So I guess the point to take from all this is that life is an adventure. It’s uncertain. You have to be willing to adapt with the winds of change and see the opportunities rather than the disappointments. Hmm. Well, this is what I’m trying to tell myself, anyhow. I’ve been trying to picture myself and Mr. Scrummy with a big smile on our faces jogging around that beautiful river 9,000 miles away in Perth, scoffing our potato wedges with sour cream and sweet chili sauce afterwards then meeting up with our friends and family. And for the most part it’s working.   


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