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Fantasy At Tea Time

30 Monday Jan 2017

Posted by David in cooking, Fruit, Love and stuff, seduction, Tea

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Fantasy, Oranges, Patchouli, Tea

I hear the kettle begin its slow deliberate rumble as it approaches its boiling shriek. I consider my choices of tea in the multiple options: black, green, or herbal, bags or loose, hot or cold. The delicious, exotic names tempt the imagination before they please the palate. Lapsang Souchong, Gunpowder Green, Golden Assam, peppermint, Red Zinger.

Today Gunpowder Green wins. When the water boils, I fill the pot to warm it, swish the boiling water about, empty the pot and add the four teaspoons of the dried specks of Gunpowder Green Tea. I set the timer and let it steep. When  I return, the tiny specks have grown to large leaves, more reminiscent of spinach than of mundane old tea.  The bitterness I soften with two teaspoons of turbinado sugar, the tawny crystals, dissolving in the hot brew. I have a navel orange I have sectioned. I think of the line from the Leonard Cohen song  Suzanne.  “And she brings you tea and oranges that come all the way from China.”

And now I am not the one who brewed the tea or sectioned the orange.  It is my lover. I smell the patchouli, from the incense or is it her perfume?  I watch as she pours the tea from the classic Japanese pot into my handleless cup. She offers a section of orange. I savor its sweetness as I gaze into her eyes and move to her lips to kiss them 

Our tongues twist and explore these places, these mouths, they know so well.  I now kiss the back of her neck , the top vertebra exposed, unbutton her shirt to show the splendid, naked flesh and now place a decade of kisses down her bony, beautiful spine.  

And if more should come and if tea time flows to night and the bed becomes our sanctuary and our shrine, then it is a day well spent.

Random Observations

06 Wednesday Jul 2016

Posted by David in cooking, food, Fruit, personal grooming, Uncategorized

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food

Observation #1

Men are gross. The ladies are right about that. Why do I say that? Yesterday, at the Y , I’m getting dressed after my swim. One of my fellow members is also attending to his grooming. He takes the blow dryer there for use in drying hair, presumably that particular hair on top of the head, and, after a quick once over to his pubes, uses the communal blow dryer to dry the space between his toes! All of a sudden, I really didn’t need to style my hair with the blow dryer.

Observation #2

Somebody tell me the difference between cultured buttermilk and kefir. The most basic one is that kefir costs about twice as much. The two products taste remarkably similar. I know there are active probiotic cultures in kefir, but does their presence mean I have to pony up twice as much dough?  I guess so. 

Observation #3

Kitchen parchment is really cool stuff. Last night I lined the pan with it when I grilled the swordfish steaks in the oven and wrapped the corn on the cob in it as I cooked them in the oven along with the fish. The clean-up with parchment was easier, I think, than with aluminum foil. By the way, cooking corn in the oven or on the grill is so much easier than throwing them in boiling water on top of the stove.

Observation #4

Fruit 1: Why do strawberries seem to last an incredibly long time before turning into gross red pulpy blobs these days? I notice this in the ones I buy at the market in the big PETE #1  containers that come from some farm near Watsonville, California. Maybe they pick up a weird vibe from the spirit of John Steinbeck, who lived near there. The locally grown, “pick your own” kind seem to have the shorter life I remember from the Dark Ages of the Eisenhower Administration.

Fruit 2: Peaches grown locally, within a few hundred miles, more or less, are delicious. The ones trucked in from California or Washington (I live in Virginia) are pretty nasty. Let’s not even talk about the ones from Chile that show up in the stores in the winter.  I must say that the Chilean cherries are pretty good.   Chilean  apples aren’t bad. The oranges are so-so.

Mango

28 Thursday Apr 2016

Posted by David in Fruit

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mango

Mango is mystery

Held in hand

Ovoid

Gravid

Solid

Dark green deep red variegated pigmented leathery fructis skin,

that the shiny peeler flays

to offer spicy mango smell, redolent in its yellow-orange flesh.

Knife in longitudinal laceration seeks that nonconforming seed

Unlike cross-cut five-point apple constellation

or

Spherical perfection in cherry stones.

Mango bears its enigmatic lozenge of life.

 

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