This Turkish holiday, I was graced with the presence of three Finkens. They all managed to do the same things at the same time. One could never understand the unique experience of three people who decide to use their cell phones all at the same time on several occasions, but never any other time. You could also never understand the mind of three people who decide to disappear and lay down in the bed at the same time. It was strange for me.. I guess it was like filming cheetahs in the wild. They have an expected nature, yet it can still can baffle and amaze you.
I ate lots of turk', and had a terrible time deciding what to eat for dinner this evening because I have had so much food these past two days. I've narrowed all dinner choices down to about four areas of the earth, and have become bored with them already. If I'm so lucky to make it to eighty years old, I hope food finds a way of changing itself into something I have never tried before. I've become bored of food. When I get hungry, arguement ensues because A. and I can never decide what to eat. If you don't want Chinese, Mexican, Italian (including pizza), or American, like burgers or steak, what is there? Sure, theres Greek and all those other borderline freakish food uhmmm genres? that we could try, but it's essentially just a combination of the previously mentioned food categories. We've tried it all, and there is nothing new, or desirable to eat. I sometimes feel like my cravings for things have died. Ahhh well.. I guess there will always be Cuban sandwiches and 1% milk. It's almost as if I die starving, it will be because food is over-rated and I've tried everything.
D.
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i concur. food is boring. guess we just have to experiment more and find some cool ways to livin' it up.
p.s. i think there may be a book, or a song, somewhere in your holiday experience. the titles would be something like... "Three Finkens, a Turkey and a Boy named Acorn," or "Walk This Way, Talk This Way: A Finken Holiday Celebration," or maybe even "You're a Finken If You Do, You're a Finken If You Don't." i really don't know what all this rambling is about, but there you have it. your blog just sounded as though you were about to tell a short story of some kind (with some cool soundin' "Finken" characters) and i wanted to think of some titles. maybe "A Keirnel & A Finken." that may be a good idea for a kid's book. hmmmmm.....
I'm not sure I would ever grow tired of straight up peanut butter & jelly, but then sometimes I just forget to eat all day and only realize it in the evening when I'm half dead.
the important thing to remember about any holiday isnt about the food it is to cherish the memories with the people you are with because in one day they could be taken away from you.. just remember to tell the people you love how you feel .. you never know when you will see them again
i don't understand anyone who bores of food, which aside from my daughter, husband, professional calling, and current desire to refinish the floors of my house is what i live for. have you never had cheese? cheese, a loaf of crusty bread, a pear, and a glass (make that a bottle) of wine, and all is well in the world with me.
ooh, or a spinach, falafel, banana, curry, and cheese wheat pie from tommy's.
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