First page of the food archive.
nice. mostly.
Posted by jessica on Nov 4, 2009 with 6 Comments
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as Adam Sandler, business, food, Ian, julia gulia, Julia Julia Gulia, many different things, money, Thai, thai food, theater/tour, thoughts/life, tonight, vancouver, walking home, whole meals
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as Adam Sandler, business, food, Ian, julia gulia, Julia Julia Gulia, many different things, money, Thai, thai food, theater/tour, thoughts/life, tonight, vancouver, walking home, whole meals
It’s amazing how you feel when you come down from the mountains.
That sentence could mean so many different things, I realize, but what I am referring to is the wonderful fact that we are no longer singing and dancing in dry air and high altitudes.
Really, it actually makes a difference. I wasn’t struggling to catch my breath during the finale tonight and it dawned on me: we are no longer in the mountains. Only I thought it with more excitement as I realized that it meant the show wouldn’t be so hard anymore:
WE ARE NO LONGER IN THE MOUNTAINS!!!
So, this is nice.
You know what else is nice?
Thai food.
It seems that every time I go out to eat lately (which believe it or not, is not actually that often; I tend to eat many PB&J’s, many bowls of cereal, and many bananas), it is for Thai food. And I don’t mind at all. Tonight in Vancouver it was a place called Khai. And it served Thai food. I thought that was funny. But I didn’t say anything. Because when Adam Sandler’s character in the Wedding Singer starts to laugh over Glenn’s last name, Gulia, and how that will effectively make Julia Julia Gulia, Glenn didn’t seem to find the humor in it. So yeah, I didn’t mention the whole Khai serving Thai food thing to the people who worked there.
But I love pad thai, especially. And it’s really good because it always makes two whole meals for me. I eat half in the restaurant and then box it up and take it home and voila! I have dinner too.
And the last thing I will mention because it goes along with the theme of nice because it’s honest and honesty is usually nice, is that the pan handlers here in Vancouver are super honest. I mean, you gotta give them props for that, at least.
Ian and I were walking home from the theater tonight and we passed a guy who said, Hey can you please give me some money so I can buy weed?
And I am sorry, but I laughed.
Out loud.
I totally LOL’d.
It took me by surprise, I guess. And no, I didn’t give him money, but well, he didn’t try to scam me with some story about his pregnant wife and how he just lost his job when the truth is he only ever had a girlfriend and that was back in high school and they only talked about marriage once and that was because he wanted to get into her pants but no, they never did marry and he could get a job, but why work when he could just as easily ask passersby for money so he could buy some weed?
And I appreciate the fact that I didn’t have to wonder if he was telling me the truth.
Because that gets old.
And two things that were definitely not nice?
The two different times I saw two different men peeing on the side of the street.
GROSS.
And we’ve come so far. Humanity, that is. I mean, we have these little seats with holes in them now that you can totally do your business in. That’s actually exactly what they are for. They even have doors so you don’t have to make your business everybody else’s business.
Just a thought. Or maybe a reminder.
why this sunday was pretty good
Posted by jessica on Sep 28, 2009 with No Comments
in Performance, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as afternoon performance, brother jason, day, Florida, food, Jason, manatees, Maryland, memphis, migraine, migraines, orpheum theater, pretty good day, Rebekah, seeing spots, show, something, theater, theater/tour, thoughts/life
in Performance, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as afternoon performance, brother jason, day, Florida, food, Jason, manatees, Maryland, memphis, migraine, migraines, orpheum theater, pretty good day, Rebekah, seeing spots, show, something, theater, theater/tour, thoughts/life
Today was a pretty good day.
I woke up kind of late. Something to do with late conversations about cereal, I am sure.
But then I got myself to the theater. I had planned on taking the warm-up class that our veneered choreographer gives when she is in town, but I didn’t quite leave my hotel in time. Oops.
Something to do with getting up late because of late conversations about cereal.
But I already mentioned that.
So I warmed myself up on stage, which is what I do most of the time anyway. And aside from being afraid that I was about to get a migraine after I stared at the lights a little too long and started seeing spots because of it (the warm-up act for my migraines is what doctors call an aura. I see spots and have blurred vision and it fills me with dread because once the aura comes, I know what is coming next. And if you’ve ever suffered a migraine, than you know what I’m talking about, though I sincerely hope for your sake that you don’t.), I got warm and all that.
Oh yeah, and I didn’t get a migraine. Turns out those bright lights on the stage make you see spots and it doesn’t always mean you’re gonna have to find somebody to please remove your head in just a little while. You’ll know when because I will be squirming and writhing and moaning, thank you. So I was relieved that this wasn’t the case.
And then I did a show. And honestly? I’ve done so many now that it’s hard to remember one itty bitty matinee* on a Sunday.
*notice I said MATINEE, as in afternoon performance and not, MANATEE, as in large and lovable sea creature that I swam with in Florida. Though I will still probably get at least one comment that says they thought I was confessing I had DONE a MANATEE and ewwwwwww and isn’t that funny?! And here I go proving my brother Jason, who once told the world wide web that I often write about manatees on my blog, right yet again by mentioning manatees.
I cannot win.
And if you did think that I said MANATEE instead of MATINEE and happen to think it’s funny, well I agree: it is funny.
Moving on.
So I did the show and it went well and I don’t think I made any mistakes, so that’s good. I even managed to make some people laugh, which is even better than just not making mistakes, if I do say so myself.
But if you sang really badly in front of thousands of people while wearing a leotard you could probably make them laugh too.
Oh, and another part of the day that made it good was that the Eagles won.
Go Green.
But after I woke up kind of late and after I got out of my hotel room late and missed the warm-up class and after I was afraid I was getting a migraine but I was really just underneath some bright lights and after I did a show in which I don’t think I made any mistakes and managed to make some people laugh in the process and after the Eagles won–well, after all that, something great happened.
It looked like this.
And oh my goodness it was so good. If I used expletives I might be tempted to insert one there, just as an accent, just to let you know that Memphis doesn’t joke around when it comes to home cooked meals. In large platters.
And many different colors.
And lots and lots of butter, I’d bet.
It’s a tradition here at the Orpheum Theater for the ushers and friends of the theater to cook and bake their best from their own respective kitchens and then feed us a feast to end all feasts.
I mean, just look at it.
The only problem was that we had to do another show after this southern feast, so you know, I had to content myself with just one plate.
The only problem was that we had to do another show after this southern feast, so you know, I had to content myself with just one plate. One packed plate.
Of food stacked right on top of each other.
Cause I had decided on just one plate.
And the pecan pie was heavenly. Just crumbled goodness on a fork.
Oh, and the sweet potatoes even rivaled my sister-in-law, Rebekah’s. Sorry Rebekah, but it’s true. I didn’t say they were better, mind you; I merely asserted the fact that they were contenders. But I think we can all agree that there is room in this great big world for two different plates of out-if-this-world delicious sweet potatoes.
And Memphis and Maryland are far enough apart from each other to let bygones be bygones, I’d say.
And another great part about this meal?
They gave each of us a to-go box and let us have at it.
So I got to take this
home.
home. And ate it after the second show, because believe it or not, after that first feast my stomach managed to get hungry all over again.
Yep, a pretty good day.
black and white and food downstairs
Posted by jessica on Sep 10, 2009 with No Comments
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as american food, brother, design, drew, food, fourteen hours, friend, green, home, hornbuckle, Japan, kitchen, old joke, thoughts/life, time cause
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as american food, brother, design, drew, food, fourteen hours, friend, green, home, hornbuckle, Japan, kitchen, old joke, thoughts/life, time cause
Yep, that’s right, a new bloggety design. It was past time cause that green was even beginning to annoy me. And I happen to be a big fan of green. In the Great Change of ’09 I lost a few widgets and gadgets that I am currently trying to track down and get back, but [...]
I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.
Posted by jessica on Aug 28, 2009 with No Comments
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as dallas cowboys, delias, eagles, eagles fan, food, harajuku, Japan, lost in translation, rompers, theater/tour, tokyo, use of colons
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as dallas cowboys, delias, eagles, eagles fan, food, harajuku, Japan, lost in translation, rompers, theater/tour, tokyo, use of colons
So some of the things that are lost in translation over here I just find hilarious. Like tonight while a friend and I were looking through a rack of rompers I saw that the tag of a certain grey romper read: gley. Ha. I smiled and moved on. But then I saw something that was [...]
computers and kill bill cuisine
Posted by jessica on Aug 21, 2009 with No Comments
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as bath, Bill, chorus line, computer, drew, everything, first mistake, food, God, Japan, kill bill, Mac, mac book, mistake, night, preca, President W, smooth operator, t drain, theater/tour
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as bath, Bill, chorus line, computer, drew, everything, first mistake, food, God, Japan, kill bill, Mac, mac book, mistake, night, preca, President W, smooth operator, t drain, theater/tour
Drew and I have a new rule that involves computers and bathing. You see, the other day I made a few mistakes. Okay, well I probably make a few mistakes everyday but this one involved my beloved Mac. I wanted to take a bath because I do this thing called A Chorus Line eight times [...]
another post about food and I don’t even cook.
Posted by jessica on Aug 16, 2009 with No Comments
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as Africa, bible colleges, bread, compassion international, course, dirt roads, first few days, food, friends, God, Hannibal Lector, Indian food, meal, nothing, old jalopy, poverty, sentimental/inspiration
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as Africa, bible colleges, bread, compassion international, course, dirt roads, first few days, food, friends, God, Hannibal Lector, Indian food, meal, nothing, old jalopy, poverty, sentimental/inspiration
Once I went to Africa. I had thought that the wildness of the land, the lack of paved roads and street signs, the potential for lions to be licking their large chops around any corner would be exciting. But once I got there, it was really just scary. At least for the first few days. [...]
oh the food
Posted by jessica on Aug 15, 2009 with No Comments
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as box, bread, chicken sandwich, dead fish, delicious bread, food, Japan, lunch, mayonnaise, moment of weakness, P.O, Pacific Ocean, publicity event, squid ink, sushi, theater/tour, today
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as box, bread, chicken sandwich, dead fish, delicious bread, food, Japan, lunch, mayonnaise, moment of weakness, P.O, Pacific Ocean, publicity event, squid ink, sushi, theater/tour, today
While doing a publicity event today, I was fed a boxed lunch. Japanese-style. As in, a whole bunch of sushi that came in a very big box. Once again, I tried valiantly to like it, and although this time it wasn’t slathered in mayonnaise or secretly hiding a horrible surprise tucked deep inside known as [...]
thick as thieves
Posted by jessica on Aug 6, 2009 with No Comments
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as beauty, best of friends, Christine, digestive problem, erin, food, friends, large intestine, numero dos, thick as thieves, thoughts/life, time, toilet, way
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as beauty, best of friends, Christine, digestive problem, erin, food, friends, large intestine, numero dos, thick as thieves, thoughts/life, time, toilet, way
Friends. And it’s been that way for a long time now. Erin, the beauty in the middle, I met in a rather unconventional way, I’d say. See, I was on the toilet. Yep, On. The. Toilet. But back up a bit, cause there’s more to this story. I was maybe five years old and had [...]
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