cachukis
cachukis's JournalJoe Scar is doing for Christie what he did for trump.
The political calculation to defeat trump is raising Christie's status. He is dangerously wrong about the indictments and has a demagoguery that will attract many of the MAGATS once trump falters. He scares me.
'tis a fine kettle of fish we're in."
There is nothing to do but manage our tastebuds and with whom we share our meals.
It has always been.
Decided that commonality was the best pursuit. We all like to eat. Some don't care for oysters, some have allergies. Nonetheless, we share recipes.
My suggestion is for us to use food as the commonality of our decision making. It takes into consideration all of what befuddles.
Really, what do we do with kale? Shirred eggs? Come on. Sous vide?
Perhaps enlightenment comes with enjoying sea urchin.
Barbecue? Who doesn't like barbeque?
Let us solve our problems using food as the commonality. Supply, waste, cooking methodology, tipping ad nauseam.
Our politicians need to be judged on how they hold a slice of pizza or dribble green sauce from their tacos.
They need to understand what goes into the boxes in the middle aisles of the grocery.
They need to know that every gumbo you taste is the best.
You can tell a lot about a person on how they use chopsticks.
In a recent post about my travels, I described how I liked to converse.
This evening, in a KOA along Route 66 in Tucumcari, NM, I struck up a chat with my neighbors from the east side of Galveston Bay. They live on a canal and have shrunk their downstairs living space considerably, wary of tidal surge. They are heading to Colorado to visit their daughter while escaping the heat.
I told them a bit about our travels and how I wished to avoid Phoenix. He wondered why and I told him that it was too hot. He recited a tale of how his air conditioner couldn't keep up demand as he visited friends earlier this summer.
I relayed why we rode through the desert to get to manageable temps. I was struck by his defense of Phoenix and Texas as good places to visit. The heat factor did not come into his purview.
When I reiterated that 110° was too much, he agreed.
I sense it never occured to him that I was managing my passage home with the least discomfort in spite of his own desire to escape his own.
The dichotomy of retinal refraction is wonderous.
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