at loose ends
while waiting to defend the castle.
“she wasn’t bored, just restless between adventures. “
The NYT has traced the first nachos back to Piedras Negras, Mexico, in 1940, with just three ingredients. As the story goes, a group of women walked into the Victory Club in Piedras outside business hours. Aiming to please, Ignacio Anaya, the maître d’hôtel known as Nacho, ran to the kitchen and made a quick appetizer with ingredients he found. Today’s nachos know no end to their variations: They can have a number of seasoned layers or simply be topped with cheese sauce, like those sold at concession stands. But the simplicity of its original, with its barely salted chips, nutty melted cheese and briny pickled jalapenos, is sure to charm true nacho fans.
“we’ve all invested emotionally in nachos.”
credits: Christoper Simpson(NYT) and Simon Andrews- food stylist (NYT)
when eating lunch with my daughter
she looked at.her sandwich
and noticed that one half had more of the ‘good stuff’ she liked inside
as she began to set it aside to save it for later
I asked why she didn’t eat the one she preferred right now
when it was fresh
it would make her happy
it would not help or harm anyone
if she did or did not
and if she waited until later
it might be mushy and cold
or it may be accidentally dropped to the floor
and then she would not really have enjoyed either half
and who knows
what could happen before she eats the second half
(granted, a bit dark and extreme on my part)
never knowing what is to come
good or bad
why wait and not live life fully right now?
she agreed and ate the one she preferred
(she’s probably hoping for a quiet lunch in her office tomorrow)
but I think it’s a good metaphor for life:
eat the sandwich, the one with the good stuff,
when it is served to you on a plate,
and sitting on the table before you
just waiting for you to pick it up and enjoy it
don’t save it for later.
“don’t wait for your ship to come in – swim out to it. ”
you know you’ve been waiting quite a long time
at the secretary of state’s office
when even a minivan load of nuns get restless.
“I sometimes think I was born to live up to my name.
how could I be anything else but what I am having been named madonna?
i would have either ended up a nun or this.”