Every since I can remember I loved asparagus! In the early spring my mother would take a Perry Knife and we walked along canal and ditch banks searching for the precious stems. She would gently cut them and then boil them in a very little bit in water.
Asparagus is a beautiful vegetable because it has nutrients far beyond many veggies. Do not worry about the fear YOU MUST PURCHASE Organic Raised Asparagus. You will live and not drop dead on the gorgeous asparagus you purchase in your super market.
Asparagus are loaded with Vitamin A, C, E and K. It is an excellent source of balancing Diabetics blood sugar! It actually contains many other nutritional elements.
I learned years ago that a good chef does not CUT the stems off of asparagus. The stems must be touched and "snapped" meaning each stem was worthy of a breaking point! Also do not buy asparagus that has mold or moss on it!
I know people that will not touch asparagus. They actually hate it! The French eat it and they seem to be extremely healthy as well as Italians. Italians live long lives. When I was in Iceland 1969 we ate asparagus. They raise it in hydroponic farms.
In my honest opinion today most things should and can be grown in hydroponic gardens!
The environment is full of all kinds of shit I breathe and seem to indulge beyond the limit of consciousness.
I destroy the atmosphere more than anyone... I fly in air planes to places so far away and they fill the air with???? think about it.
I also drive many times a year polluting the air. I use
all kinds of chemicals on my plants and myself!
Asparagus is a wonderful vegetable and I top it with a Hollandaise sauce or simply butter. Lots of ground sea salt and ground pepper. I save the stems that break away from the ripe portion and make cream of asparagus soup or use it in a egg pie with bacon and spinach.
I am so happy to live on a planet that allows me to indulge in asparagus all through the year! Avocados are another thing I love and I know a hell of a lot about.
I eat a half of an avocado every morning. Pour lemon juice into the cavity then drop brown sugar into the cavity. You will not believe what your tasting. I like avocados with salsa and sometimes I fill them with tuna or shrimp salad.
In England and NZ they make an asparagus roll up. Take a piece of sandwich bread which is thinly sliced then place a bit of Mayo, salt and pepper. Lay the asparagus on the bread and then roll it up and you will have a delicious snack.
Enjoy all vegetables. Paleo diet is quite amazing. It uses veggies and proteins.
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Sunday, February 26, 2017
Friday, February 10, 2017
The antique French KEY!
A friend that I have known for years here in Queenstown is a master maker of
beautiful jewelry. Saw him at the Arts and Crafts Fair a few weeks ago. He no longer creates
jewelry. He said China has taken over the market they can make any design of a ring, necklace and
ear rings for nothing.
That did not stop Ross from being creative! He has been importing very old Vintage Keys from places in Europe. I was fascinated by the various interesting shapes, ridges, grooves and size of so many keys. He has attached them to a ribbon of tapestry with a brass clip securing the key so it does not slip loose allowing the mystic key to fall into some hidden space!
I have "alters" to certain people that influence my life every day. This old print of Debussy hangs inside my QT studio. Over the many years I have attached sentimental bits and pieces to the image.
I have a 50 dollar franc pinned to it. You can glimpse the corner of the money on the left side of the
picture. A bunch of red roses from France hang on the right side and then I pinned the mysterious
antique key to the right side above the roses.
The key is rather large. It is very interestingly made. I fantasize that could this be the key to one of Debussy's apartments? A key to some place he frequented in France? Old keys are haunting. People
that carried them around their necks, in their pockets and the "locks" that only one particular KEY could OPEN!
All things hold energy. I have always been amazed how a Blood Hound Dog can be given a piece of clothing from a person who has been missing for months, even for years and that dog can follow a
scent for miles and miles until it discovers the subject!
Years ago I read a novel that I love "PERFUME: THE STORY OF A MURDERER by Patrick Suskind. I wish he would write more stories!
Possibly why I love rocks is: they are made of stardust as well as we are. Stones speak in a language of water, air, fire and the universe. I have certain items from people I love from many years ago and
I can hold these small treasures in the palm of my hand and sense and feel vibrations.
My mother gave my father a beautiful ring 3 months before they were married. I have looked at that ring since my first breath of life. When I was a young man and would accompany my father's voice
He would sit calm with his left hand resting on his knee. That ring was my "center" because I knew
he was not afraid or concerned about my ability to enhance his voice with my playing piano.
Before his funeral a few short years ago just before they closed his casket my brother stunned me when he removed the ring from my father's
left hand and said "we are giving this to Brent..." My BEACON! MY LIGHT HOUSE in the darkest storms...
I have miss placed keys at times in my life! There is not a more distressing feeling. You have lost
the KEY to enter the place you live?
Now I have two antique keys... My God, the rate I'm going they will have a truck full of rocks, keys, musical manuscripts, journals, recipes, meditations, STUFF! That is a most untrue statement. I
clean my spiritual house every 6 months. I rid my spirit of STUFF that is no longer needed...
Here is the strange mysterious thing: I have and always will save OLD tarnished keys. I even have the key to my house at 620 28th St. 1969!
If you want something unique let me know and I'll have Ross Haywood fix you up with a KEY as a most interesting gift to someone who's heart and soul you'd like to OPEN!
Well, Debussy is grinning
because I doubt this key has anything to do with a door and the Franc is? the roses he does love
and when I play Perfumes of the Night I KNOW he loves those red roses!
Many keys??? now we use PASS WORDS AS KEYS! It seems everything I love has a certain pass
word into my heart!
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