Tuesday, April 6, 2010

B & B; & The Golden Girls Locks From Tales on Tuesday @ The Chrysalis Stage @ z blogspot


another meme for uu~~~
"Tales on Tuesdays"
The idea is to tell a short, short (500 words or less) story based on the week’s theme. To provide us inspiration, each theme will be the title of a TV show. This week’s theme is from the, “Golden Girls” sitcom which was popular from 1985 to 1992. If you wish to play along, please visit Nessa for the list of upcoming themes (ticking the title redirects you there), and remember, your story does not have to relate to the series.
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Here's My 'Golden Girls Story'


Every summer our family headed down to the Seaside.
I wondered who I’d meet this summer.
I had one ‘best’ friend I knew who lived there through the winter,
Billy.
His house was one of the regular ‘chicken coop’ styles,
but it was placed correctly on their lot, nice advantage.
A big percentage of the brightly colored houses were
merely summer rentals anymore.
"Marketed in the 20’s with $5 rides from the city by train
that included the family cow."
[Peninsula Primer]
Coming back to the ocean each summer was like coming home.
Billy & I were kindred spirits,
Bros of the summer.
We had our routes both professionally (paper routes) and individually. We knew where the action was and we’d take it. We knew every inch of the peninsula. Our only responsibilities were that his father fished and Billy held down the fort at home, and I had to stay
out of the way of my father’s drawings and my big bros' wrath.
Upon arrival I quickly helped unpack, waiting for my bike on the top of the car.
As soon as it was free, I jumped on and rode down to Billy’s to see if he were home and show him my new stingray,
he’d also got his for his birthday by now!
As I rode like the wind, I heard a car approaching from behind as the environment changed. The air sort of sucked out as if this vehicle was passing fast, but it wasn’t. It was slowly, but dominantly passing. The Rambler Station wagon was decent. What caught my eye were the sounds of the shrill singing laughter and the carefree summer arrival song.
As they passed, time slowed down, and the earth shifted very slightly. It was like being at the end of the port when the steamboat pulled away, caught you solid!

Singing, Blonde hair a-flyin’,

“Izzy Belle,
Kissed a Fella,
Made him blush
And turn to jellEeee!”
And as they passed I saw her and who they were. I didn’t know then,
but soon would know these were the ‘Golden Girls’…
Then just as they passed, the next of their songs were sung/laughed out at me,

just for me this time!
The rest of the summer would be theirs,
but this was for me;
“Izzybelle, Hazel and Hillary are,
Dancing & singing a sea song!
We’ll see you all summer,
We’ll tease you to butter, And,
We’ll steel your big heart for a song!”

As they drove away, I just about ran into Billy. He’d been my best friend and now it seemed like we’d not spoken for years. I ran into the fence half watching them drive on. Then the air, that familiar sea smell had just changed to a noticeable enchantment. Billy ran up and looked passed to see what had taken my attention and he too was transfix, but having a fisherman for a father, he hesitated before the siren took him away too.
What a summer it would be!

©Allisonians
Photo courtesy of Michael W. Roth
Professor of Physics at NI
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5 comments:

  1. quillyApril 6, 2010 at 8:53 AM

    There comes a moment when a boy's fancy turns from bicycles to blonds, and you've captured that moment very well.

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  2. julianaApril 6, 2010 at 10:58 AM

    a lovely story of carefree days and growing up

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  3. AnonymousApril 6, 2010 at 11:09 AM

    Boy I haven't thought about a Rambler in ages. What a great story. Oh the joys of being a boy and having your interest in girls begin. :) Well done :)

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  4. GrandmaApril 6, 2010 at 11:27 AM

    Cruising in a car and checking out the guys. Such wonderful adolescent memories. I enjoyed getting it from the guys' perspective.

    My Tuesday Tale

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  5. AllisonianApril 10, 2010 at 12:56 PM

    Thank you Quilly :)

    And Juliana :)

    Thom, I know, for some reason this beach story with an old ramble was born out of a few memory prompts and some imaginings. It was fun! Thank you :)

    And thank you Grandma!

    THank you again! Have a great week end!
    Ciao!

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Banana This; Recycle Old Peels~ fertilizer or silver polish

There are things you can do with that old peel.

1. Do you have a green thumb? House hold plants and outside gardens require fertilization. A great way to give your plants nutrients is with a banana peel. The banana peel is very rich in potassium and phosphorus, which give that added boost to your plants soil, especially so with roses. Here is how to use a banana peel to fertilizer your soil for your plants. Remove the peel from the banana. Place the banana peel on a cookie sheet to let it air dry. Grab a paper bag or envelope. Crumble the dried banana peel and place it in the bag. Let the banana sit at room temperature for about two days. When your caring for your plant, give it a potassium treat of crumbled banana peel. Mix well in the soil to ensure the roots are fed evenly.
2. Have you been thinking about pulling out that old silver? Well there is no time like the present. Bananas peel can also be used to polish silver. Yes, polish silver. Take the old peels and place them in a blender. You want the peels to become smooth and creamy. Once they have, grab a cloth and small amounts of the creamed banana peel and begin polishing your silver. The shine will be breath taking.

SOURDOUGH STARTER with WILD YEAST

SOURDOUGH STARTER with WILD YEAST
Wild yeasts exist in the air around you and to some extent on the wheat berries. There are wild yeasts on grapes (unsulphured) and apples and other fruits. It is those wild yeasts which are 'captured' to make a sourdough starter. The process takes from 3 to 5 days. I wish I had specific amounts for you, but you could start with 1/4 to 1/2 cup of flour and mix in enough warm (not hot) water to make a thin paste. DO NOT make it too soupy. That, in fact, is the trick to a good starter, according to the French bread makers, and I think they should know. And after you've fooled around with the flour and water thing, you might wish to branch out into adding those unsulphured grapes, apples, sour milk, etc as a catalyst in order to capture other strains of yeast. Each of these strains has a slightly different taste. In fact if you move to another area, you might end up with a starter that produces an entirely different flavor. For instance, San Francisco sourdough bread is well known and has a distinct taste due to the wild strains in the air there. On day one you mix the flour and water (and add any catalysts to encourage fermentation) and place in a warm spot. After 3 days, the dough should be moist, inflated, and slightly sour. More flour and water is added (mixed in) and left to sit in a warm spot. After 2 days the process is repeated. Then the next day it is done again. Note the order: 3 days, 2 days, 1 day. At this point you should be able to make a loaf of bread using part of the starter and adding back what you took out in the form of more flour and water. Rule of thumb: Use about 10% starter to size of loaf. In the case of a 2 lb loaf this is a bit over 3 oz of starter (3.2 to be exact). For a 1 lb loaf 1.5 oz would be used. A book that describes this process in great detail is The Village Baker by Joe Ortiz, copyright 1993, published by Ten Speed Press, Berkley CA. If it's not still in print, try the used books stores, that's where I got mine. Or try your local library. If they don't have it, they might be able to get it for you. ©2008 by Ernestina Parziale

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