Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Organic Greens, Saturday Afternoons at Chick Fil A, and Friday Night Coffee Dates

Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven’t walked in the glow of each other’s majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They’re the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

So my dear darling friend Adam came up for a Grandparents visit this past weekend, and he took a few hours to hang out with me. I was very tickled to see him. He has been in awe of Calhoun's super classy Chick Fil-A, which wasn't installed until after he had abandoned us for Macon and all its flatness, so we had a late lunch at Calhoun's social hub. We really didn't do much beyond a nice, long, conversation: unless you count the part of the conversation that took place while we drove around town to allow Adam to see what's become of our little hamlet here. Notwithstanding Adam's great joy in freaking me out when he drives (fishtails everywhere), we had us a good old time, and I was sorry to let him leave.

Really, my weekend was uneventful except for Adam's visit. But I kind of enjoyed it, because I hardly have any real time to myself since I started taking night classes, and it was nice to sit and watch Jane Austen movie adaptations all day.

Yesterday was interesting all the way around. Well, except for work which was really just depressing and made a hundred times moreso when we heard about the Virginia Tech shooting and started watching CNN. (Why?! I mean really, WHY?! What was the point?!)

Despite the black cloud thrown over the day, there were things to look forward to. I had an organic cooking class last night that was really very informative. It was only about greens, but I love greens and it kind of lit a fire under my ass to start eating better and actually COOKING. I've already been cooking a little more than usual, and I find that it's a lot more enjoyable and a thousand times more practical to eat leftovers of home cooking than it is to get fast food every evening after class. And A WHOLE lot healthier and less expensive.

It's not as if this is news to me, but I think my inner Avery (or really Rickett) domestic goddess is beginning to awaken. I'm glad of it because I was fearful I was denied that gene from my mother and my grandmother. I've always liked to cook, but only when I have time or the motivation. But now I want to cook more often and more from scratch - and more organically. The more I learn about how crops are handled by commercial farms, the less I want to eat them. And the more I hear about packaged foods, the less I want to eat those. It's just scary. And I think there's definitely merit to what the natural and organic growers are saying. Just consider how many people wind up with cancer nowadays. My Grandmother will tell you that it was never as prominent until these last two generations. One can't help but wonder if one of the main causes is the chemicals, pesticides, and perservatives that are in commercially processed foods. It's something to think about at the very least.

In any case, I was still thinking about organic foods and considering cooking experiments I might like to try when my phone rang. On the other end was Weak Handshake/Fabio Hair Dude. Well it's about damn time. I was beginning to get annoyed that he hadn't called. Just on principle. But I'm ready to forgive him and give him his shot. On the phone, he seemed a little bit easier than he had been at the dinner. I wonder if he might just be shy of crowds - if that's the case, then I understand all too well. We talked easily and he just seemed to be more laid back than he had been, which improved my opinion a little. The conversation was brief, and we decided on coffee Friday night since the rest of my weekend is full of fundraisers and birthdays. We'll see.

By the way, expect a plug in a couple days. All you Calhounians and those who will be in Calhoun this coming weekend; at least pretend you might come to the NERA 3rd Annual Evening of Bluegrass. PLEASE!

So I leave you with this, one of the coolest songs ever (and one of the most random videos), "Ana Ng" by They Might Be Giants.


  1. Now really. Who would admit to actually being from or going back to Calhoun? :D

    Good luck with your fund raiser this weekend!

  2. A wonderfully quirky TMG video. I'd expect nothing less. I hope all went well with the fund raiser, and the birthday wasn't a drag :)


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