I received a message from our most wise prompt issuer. Scott basically said do not fret, we at WordPress PostADay are working on plans for 2012. That perked me up because I have felt adrift since the end of 2011. I have been posting my usual comments to articles written on Huffington Post and I have been posting about more mundane things such as the weather, cleaning and today my insecurities about my writing abilities or rather my abilities to generate interesting, thoughtful, clever posts. I know why I’m a little sad, I lost one of my subscribers. To be more clear, instead of having my usual 13 subscribers listed yesterday morning, there were only 12. I was abandoned as a writer and it made me sad. I can’t help but wonder, is my blog too boring, not deep enough or any other reason. It almost feels like a breakup, what did I do, what did I write or not write. I know that I’ll get over it and I won’t stop writing but it is not a good feeling when one of your small group of subscribers ups and leaves you.
A New York City hotdog with mustard and sauerkraut is one of my favorites. In France I would pick a crepe with sugar from a boardwalk creperie. I would love to go to Thailand or anywhere Anthony Bordain has highlighted in Asia as the street food capital of the world, I would love to have him as my guide.
Bob I am completely on board with your analysis of a Paul Presidency and how his libertarianism as applied to foreign policy and the Patriot Act are the only common areas of agreement between Ron Paul’s worldview and that of progressives. Ron Paul’s economic views are extremely regressive and his aim for us all to be Austrian would be horrendous economic policy right now when we are suffering due to misplaced focus on austerity measures. We need a President to be Keynesian, that would be a breath of fresh air perhaps President Obama will continue his baby steps to that position, there is always room for hope. A vote for Ron Paul is a vote for our government to return to the days of the late 1890’s prior to the time of one of my favorites, Teddy Roosevelt, he was one of us, a Grand Homme.
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Today I rolled up my sleeves and decided to tackle the Viking, my professional series six burner, grill, double side by side oven, to clean it thoroughly from top to bottom. Cleaning a Viking oven is so much easier when it is at your father’s restaurant, one, because in the kitchen you have floor drains, floor tiles, rubber mats and a hose so that everything can get hosed down, scrubbed down top to bottom every night by the kitchen crew. Second, all the removable parts went into the industrial steam dishwasher that could scrub the stockpots, cast iron pans, you name it, those dishwashers clean anything at extremely high temperatures to kill any bacteria and make everything scalding clean.
When you don’t have the help or the proper equipment to fully scrub down the Viking, it becomes the dreaded chore. It is at least every bit of a few hours of taking apart and individually scouring the stainless steel, the baked enamel and the cast iron pieces. Everything weighs a bit, is a little sharp and doesn’t quite fit in the sink so that the whole kitchen gets a bath which was never really in the game plan. The hood is the next piece that gets dismantled and scoured, that takes a few hours because I can only get a few pieces at a time into the dishwasher, the reason I put the pieces of the Viking in the dishwasher is because the dishwasher gets the water hot enough to strip the grease off the pieces.
So after all this is done and I am huffing and puffing, putting back the last piece of the hood in place, I step back and look at my hard work and feel that deep satisfaction of a job well done. The next feeling is that now that the stove is all clean, I do not want to cook on it ever again or at least not tonight, the microwave is looking real nice as far as gadgets go. If we still lived in the city, take out would be a great option but when you live in a small town up in the hills, take out or delivery really isn’t an option since everything edible is at least a half hour away. This thought only lasts the day, I’ll be over it by tomorrow. I just need to keep the husband away from the stove, that will keep it cleaner for a while longer.
I want to finish my book.
I want to get back to walking my three miles in the morning.
I want to attend the huge family reunion this July overseas.