Had a great Halloween. Tons of Trick or Treating even more visits to our house from our neighbors. Plenty of Grade B Horror. Black Sunday, Twins of Evil, Horror and Party Beach, Curse of the Living Corpse, Mad Monster Party and Munster’s episode Hot Rod Herman. It was a real enjoyable evening.
And now Dickens Fair workshops are tomorrow. Plus I heard a Christmas Carol on the radio. Where did this year go?
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Made a trip to Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. A place I loathe and love both at once. It is a place fraught with contradiction for me.
But instead of discussing all of that I would like to mention that there is a stand along the Boardwalk that sells a right and proper dole whip. That’s right. I said it. I don’t have to wait to be in Disneyland to get a Dole whip. As far as i can tell. It is identical in taste and texture. So awesome. I do have a real weakness for the whips, and Santa Cruz is not that far from me. Just as long as the traffic on 17 is not bad (which it almost always is except fro very late at night and even then someone is invariably riding on my bumper because i’m not going 80 miles per hour down twists and turns that usually have my knuckles white.)
in other beach boardwalk news, the haunted castle has been much improved. there are various rooms or areas with different divertemente creepy themes. please don’t misconstrue my praise. it still is truly horrid. i still cant stand it. but i do love it and it is easily my favorite attraction at the boardwalk.
i don’t like ferris wheels now it seems. same for the sky tram. my kids love them. me? no. nope. no thank you.
i do like sitting on the beach and reading. that is just fine. i like it even if its overcast. no problem. love seeing my sisters, nieces and nephews, parents. very nice.
i like making lattes, drinks, and other bartending-like duties. this is what a husband should do for his wife or significant other.
hope you all are having a similarly enjoyable summer.
I’ve been enjoying these little picture based instructions for recipes i’ve made and enjoy so I thought I’d do another. This is a tiki drink called the banana mamacow. i’m told its a combination of two drinks - banana mama and the banana cow. I believe the credit goes to Martin of the Forbidden Island and more recently of Smuggler’s Cove.
I’ve had the drink frequently at FI and have taken to making it at home. On a hot day like today its refreshing and delicious. Its also a great use for very ripe bananas if you don’t want to make banana bread.
Start with a handful of ice in the old blender. I only use filtered water in my ice cubes but i am obsessive.
Next one (or two) bananas in there.
2 oz of white rum. i didn’t have any white rum handy so i used a Cruzan Aged which is not a bad substitute. My only rule is no Bacardi in this house. Sorry.
next half an ounce of banana liqueur. I use 99 Bananas. It does the trick.
now one ounce of coco lopez. i cheat and use coco real. It is more convient for me but once i get down to the bottom of the bottle i have to cut open the bottle to get at the remaining bit which is less convenient. so pick your method of hassle.
blend. my blender has a frozen drinks button which is wayy too easy. blend till it is smooth.
pour and serve. i apologize my presentation leaves much to be desired. but the drink doesn’t require a lot of presentation to be good. it just IS.
Thank you Martin Cate. You rule.
Casey Mears driving now.
It’s not just a movie anymore.
Well after much packing and unpacking i finally had my bags together. Had my passport, visa, shots. I had liquids and gels in TSA compliant amounts. Took off for the airport well in advance of my take-off time. Very nice of my wife to not only drive me to the airport but to walk me to the security line as well. Leaving is bad but if there is a good side its that it makes me appreciate Mrs. Mice.
The flight to Frankfurt was long but on the upside we had those on demand in seat entertainment systems. I watched all of Aliens v Cowboys which was tolerable and most of Anonymous which was pretty cool. I slept some but I really was not keeping track of what time it was or what time it was in Frankfurt or what. I didn’t even have time to go to the restroom before I had to board my flight to Bengaluru. Though fewer hours in the air the second leg of the flight seemed much longer. Was it because there was no on -demand movies? Was it because I had less space to stretch my legs? I tried and succeeded in sleeping at least part of the time. We landed in Bangalore at 2am local time. Wow was still kinda warm and very muggy. Was very much like Florida weather. Our driver met us at the airport with a printed sign with our names. One hour drive and we were at our hotel.
It was clear when we arrived that this was a nice hotel. First thing when arriving an employee greets me with a warm Namaste. Ha ha so awesome. I feel very welcome. I must be in the right place.
The first day here started off slow, we didn’t really know what we were going to do we just knew we wanted to do something fun. Our driver took us to two different markets. The problem was both of these markets were WAY too expensive. So much for him making sure we did not get ripped off. more like made sure his buddies ripped us off. nice.
First day they ask me what do i want to do. I know already. Hanuman temple. We go. we are told to take our shoes off and leave them in the car else they might be stolen. so we do. The funny thing was. My doc when i was traveling in India forbade me from going without my shoes outside. oh well. SO we get there and there is an enormous, like 2 story tall statu of Hanuman holding Ayodia. WOW. I’ so happy. I think of the Ramayana and Hanuman and all his gifts of love for his best bud Rama. I think of my friend Ryan who loved the story as much as me and who got to go to India all those years ago. Who came home and made me dosas as best he could. I’m pretty much crying right there in the temple. Its really beautiful. Yes I’m getting the gaijin stare but living in the south bay i don’t feel as though my experience is authentic UNLESS i’m getting that stare. So… I’m happy.
Well I’ve already skipped ahead a bit 2 things I needed to mention. Did not sleep that first night. just went straight on through until morning. I went down and got me some Breakfast. I felt a little like a prince at this Breakfast Buffet because they had everything. The chef even told me they would prepare a dosa for me. WOW. I was thrilled and they were shocked I even knew what a dosa was much less want one for brekkie. That was really living for me. great way to start the trip and the day. They brought me a pot of Earl Grey and a glass of OJ. Really spoiled me. I had breakfast there every morning of that trip.
Second thing that needs mentioning is the traffic. I, like everyone like to complain about the traffic here where I live. I like to complain about the traffic even more when I am driving in the greater Los Angeles area. I thought I had seen traffic. But really that was nothing, nothing compared to what i witnessed every time we got in that auto. A million scooters and small CC motorbikes swarming everywhere. No traffic lanes, no traffic lights, passing on the left, on the right. passing and wedging yourself in wherever you can go. No crosswalks. People crossing wherever they can. No right of way for pedestrians. Just complete and total traffic madness. I loved it. I was just glad as hell I was not driving else I would have burst a blood vessel in my brain and that would have been the end of me.
On the way to Hanuman temple ppl saw Krishna temple. Jutting up into the sky. So once we had visited Lord Hanuman we went to go visit Lord Krishna. The place was enormous. Painting on the ceiling like the Cistine Chapel. statue after statue of Mr. and Mrs. Krishna. sometimes in gold sometimes painted jet black. It was very intense and many young couple there.
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