My brain hurts…
I’m sorry, but what are these people talking about? I mean, I read it – I just don’t get it. Time is disappearing???
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Carmen
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Carmen
Speaking of food…
Here is my cute little snack! I made some carrot bread since I’m home sick today. (My first carrot bread) It turned out pretty good I have to admit. It goes well with tea.
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Emilily
Oh that looks delicious!
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Emilily
New Orleans, part 1
Parasol's Bar, on the corner of 2nd and Constance streets
Where is a chainsaw when you really need one? I had to use my glasses as a prop instead.
Since we have some food-themed posts going on, I thought I’d post some New Orleans pics and make a few comments on the food! The bar above, Parasol’s, was my first New Orleans meal. Before you ask if I was trying to get mugged or contract some sort of food-borne illness, I should point out that Parasol’s has been featured on that show, Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives, and beat Bobby Flay in a Roast Beef Po’Boy throw-down. We ordered their famous roast beef po’boy, an oyster po’boy, and a side of fries smothered in brown gravy. I thought the oysters in one sandwich were good, but I am in general not a fan of soggy food. The roast beef was prepared in the traditional New Orleans style, shredded and soaked in gravy, then sandwiched between crusty french bread, slathered in mayonnaise, and topped with pickles. Although I am sure it is a fine specimen of a po’boy, it was a little too sloppy for me. That, and mayo makes me want to hurl.
They do get points on atmosphere, though! The picture at left is the lone bathroom in the joint…I had to go back in with my camera to capture the utter creepiness; I believe this shade of chartreuse is called Grisly Massacre. Also, if you look closely, you’ll notice that the walls are not proper walls, but painted, unprimed, plywood. The sink was cracked, the ceiling sported one bare strip of constantly-flickering flouresecent bulbs, and the light swtich (top right in picture) had no plate cover. Not like it makes any difference, once you’ve committed to this color, the only thing you can really accessorize with is splattered blood and carnage.
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Carmen
Frankly I’m surprised you made it through the front door! The whole place looks like a horror movie waiting to happen. Turns out it was just a horror movie starring your arteries. (high five!)
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mia
dear emily, thank you for putting up with my obsession for deep-fried, mayo-slathered, wrapped-in-bread food. I hope my counter obsession for spinach salad balanced the greasy, make-ya-wanna-hurl path I led you down for a good part of our trip. love, mia
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Emilily
I’m right there with ya on the deep-fried and wrapped-in-bread stuff, just replace my mayo with cheeeessse!
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Emilily 5:03 pm on September 14, 2009 Permalink
Whoa. Gives the phrase “we are running out of time” a whole new meaning. I like it somehow, or I like the direction it is going in…even if it is not right, it is approaching the expanding universe theory from another angle. And I agree that maybe time won’t always behave the way we expect it to, the way we experience it now, but if it is disappearing, where is it going? Is it turning into something else? Are all the other dimensions disappearing also? Does that means time was moving faster at the beginning of the universe? More explanations please!