<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:38:57.289-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='african american history'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='international flavors'/><category term='journals'/><category term='education'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='vienna'/><category term='pork recipes'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='salad'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='appetizers'/><category term='pyrate matters'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='breakfast foods'/><category term='art'/><category term='military'/><category 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lover'/><category term='crepe paper flowers'/><category term='Brig Feltus'/><category term='Leeks'/><category term='farmer&apos;s market diaries'/><category term='a taste of germany'/><title type='text'>Take It To The Brig:  Sustaining The Senses</title><subtitle type='html'>so-called Queen of the Butterflies, indie music artist, hobby gourmet, craft maven, party planner extraordinaire, magnificent mom, passionate lover, honest poet, complex thinker, truth seeker.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-145538150308123882</id><published>2011-05-05T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:01:48.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyrate matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Send-A-Pyrate-To-Camp 2012 Fund</title><content type='html'>SO VERY much going on right now, my friends.... much of which I can't talk about yet because it would spoil the surprise.&amp;nbsp; But I'm working on a couple of things together with some newly discovered allies and... well, just you wait!!! You will be pleasantly surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, that kid of mine, The Pyrate, is doing thangs too!&amp;nbsp; This semester, which should have been his second semester of 8th grade, has been challenging for him because, he's been advanced to 9th grade after completing 8th grade in ONE SEMESTER!&amp;nbsp; 9th grade has been more demanding of him in terms of organization, and we've had to go through some real exercises in self discipline and independance and learn some lessons in making decisions for the big picture instead of the little one.&amp;nbsp; He's doing really well.&amp;nbsp; Grades are great and he's chugging along.&amp;nbsp; For more on his fantastic school, check out&lt;a href="http://www.k12.com/"&gt; K12&lt;/a&gt; now!&lt;br /&gt;We went to a college fair a month or so back and that alerted me to the fact that since he is accelerating through two years of school in one, I might want to ummmm.... perhaps facilitate the beginning motions of planning for college.&amp;nbsp; We started researching and have the beginnings of a solid list of schools that have solidly funded marine biology programs.&amp;nbsp; It's been fun and very exciting to start exploring each school and it's different pros and cons.&amp;nbsp; On his list are schools of every size and ranking... some state funded and some private, and a couple of the Ivy Leagues even.&amp;nbsp; He's been really gaining perspective about the big picture since we started that exploration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this exploring we looked at requirements and admissions strategies for both the state-run colleges and the Ivy Leagues so that we would be prepared with a well-rounded resume to be not only eligible for admission, but that the next 3 years represent him appropriately as a rockstar and what that means to the admissions officers at the different schools.&amp;nbsp; You can read about what I'm finding out on my notes tab on facebook.&amp;nbsp; It's interesting stuff.&amp;nbsp; Especially when it comes to the Ivies and their admissions process.&amp;nbsp; These days, you have many options... You can go straight down the middle or shoot for the stars and save the middle for your backup and, armed with the right information set out on a master plan to make your aims pay off.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things the Pyrate is doing is applying to volunteer in his field of interest.&amp;nbsp; He will hopefully be accepted this summer to work as a volunteer docent at the Cabrillo Marine Aquarium's aquatic nursery and as a youth counselor at the Long Beach Marine Institute's summer camp.&amp;nbsp; He's also applied to begin the L.A. Zoo's youth docent program in the fall.&amp;nbsp; All of these are pretty exciting tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;In the fall, he starts 10th grade with honors and ap courses and will take two courses at a local community college as well.&amp;nbsp; If this sounds like a lot, you don't know the Pyrate.&amp;nbsp; Today he finished his entire day's worth of school work by 11am.&amp;nbsp; This kid has the opposite problem from my own... he has TOO many hours in the day.&amp;nbsp; We are attempting to fill some of them with things he will enjoy, learn from, and build confidence socially.&amp;nbsp; His summer will be full with these adventures!&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe we are already planning for next summer?&amp;nbsp; There are two summer programs he wants to apply to.&amp;nbsp; One is the&lt;a href="http://www.giftedstudy.org/residential/berkeley/index.asp"&gt; Summer Institute for Gifted Learners&lt;/a&gt;... an academic program that takes place on the campuses of the countries top universities, and the kids stay for three weeks (!!) on campus, and attend academic classes in their subjects of interest and fun supplement classes to help them with different sorts of study and learning practices.&amp;nbsp; He is aiming to attend the program at UC Berkley next summer.&lt;br /&gt;The second of the two programs is the &lt;a href="http://brown.edu/ce/pre-college/leadership/environment/"&gt;Brown Environmental Leadership Lab in Rhode Island.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; This two week program is right up the Pyrate's alley, as attendees will stay in tents right on the shores of a beautiful bay, and study issues related to the environment, shoreline ecosystems, and more!&amp;nbsp; It looks like a wonderful program.&amp;nbsp; We hope to send him to that one too!&lt;br /&gt;These two camps are extremely expensive so we are establishing a fund to raise the tuition&amp;nbsp; and airfare to send the Pyrate to them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If we get 50 people to donate $200 each (you could do a lump sum, or that's $20 a month...), we would be able to send him off on this voyage!&amp;nbsp; We invite you to participate via the link to the right in the column or visit the &lt;a href="http://www.pyratedreams.bbnow.org/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; we've set up for the purpose of raising funds.&amp;nbsp; All donors will receive a monthly newsletter directly from the Pyrate with updates on his fundraising progress, school work, summer volunteer adventures, and more.&amp;nbsp; And the best part is that you'll receive a personal and exclusive invitation to a donor appreciation/bon voyage party in May 2012.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whatever amount you are able to donate is appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got to get back to this secret stuff I'm cooking up over here.... My news is coming soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Til then love and light... xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-145538150308123882?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/145538150308123882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/05/send-pyrate-to-camp-2012-fund.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/145538150308123882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/145538150308123882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/05/send-pyrate-to-camp-2012-fund.html' title='Send-A-Pyrate-To-Camp 2012 Fund'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-8855441684887430938</id><published>2011-04-21T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T23:52:23.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music biz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mentors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enterprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Repost: Deacon Fielder Strikes Again...Boston Fielder and his Muthawit Orchestra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ORIGINALLY POSTED 3/30/2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;finally, a release cometh...so i'm reposting...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206747_10150168454450480_672675479_6642959_7991024_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206747_10150168454450480_672675479_6642959_7991024_n.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVcoSxujjts/S7KhNyUb2NI/AAAAAAAAAec/qnijlZwfqME/s1600/BostonWasted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I came to be acquainted with the inimitable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/muthawit" id="aptureLink_VME4pmb5Mv"&gt;Boston  Fielder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; about half a decade ago,  believe it or not, on Myspace.&amp;nbsp; I'd been writing a blog there while  promoting my music and building up a following which consisted of  myspacers worldwide.&amp;nbsp; We were mutual fans of each others music.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;At some point I'd posted a blog chronicling a particularly  challenging period in my journey and the next day, in my inbox there was  this message from him... It was raw, straightforward, scolding, as if  he'd ordained himself an authority on the subject of Brig Feltus, and it  was a profound moment for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm telling you this up front because  there's no use in pretending to be unbiased when it comes to Boston  Fielder, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3IiTcVQIunU" id="aptureLink_776sANiwzv"&gt;Muthawit Orchestra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;, or Underground Railroad Broadcasting Alternatives, aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwdm1JmdY00" id="aptureLink_ISVEzTPIjK"&gt;URB ALT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We  have been devoted friends for longer than linear time can define.&amp;nbsp; We  knew each other in another lifetime even.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure of it.&amp;nbsp; I am a proud  member of the URB ALT Family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KfLTpxsEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ot1sTJTqFAg/s1600/3305_75457457163_834077163_1602876_6346620_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KfLTpxsEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ot1sTJTqFAg/s320/3305_75457457163_834077163_1602876_6346620_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm telling  you up front because though this is meant to spread the word about the  art this man creates, it is unabashedly personal.&amp;nbsp; Let my honesty about  this fact represent my confidence that what you will experience will  more than justify my love of all things Muthawit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;So by all  means, explore for yourself when you're done here.&amp;nbsp; You'll find me to be  an honest report on the virtues of the man and his art.&amp;nbsp; I am confident  of that much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;The music of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/muthawit"&gt;Muthawit Orchestra&lt;/a&gt; will not  be contained in the structure of conventional musical genre  descriptions.&amp;nbsp; But, oh... it is in every way music, encompassing all  genres and none all at once... neo-classic, jazz, rock, funk, bluegrass,  gospel, experimental, metal, psychedelic, blues, electronica...and it's  own indescribable something-or-other which can only be experienced and  never explained.&amp;nbsp; You can forget about trying to put this man's art into  a box and tying it up in a nice neat bow.&amp;nbsp; If there is any thematic,  that be it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;You will be challenged.&amp;nbsp; You will be challenged to free  your mind, to let go of your own preconditioning, break loose of the  chains of stereotype, archetype, and cultural characterization.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The  Muthawit orchestra's sound is beautiful noise that will touch your most  guttural conscience and your most ethereal dream scapes as well.&amp;nbsp; It is  frightening and sexy and comforting and confusing truth all wrapped up  in compositions you can relate to despite your own conditioning.&amp;nbsp; If you  are afraid of your tail feathers shaking, do not listen.&amp;nbsp; If you are  afraid of arousal, do not listen.&amp;nbsp; If you fear your own emotions, this  is not music for you.&amp;nbsp; Go and have a cup of tea and carry on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215560_10150170242730480_672675479_6658061_4820487_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215560_10150170242730480_672675479_6658061_4820487_n.jpg" width="624" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Every time I listen to this music I rejoice.&amp;nbsp; lol... I  choose my friends wisely, you see...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;URB ALT is also Mr. Fielder's brainchild... a community of  artists, filmmakers, photographers, poets, musicians, and their admiring  relatives and friends, all attempting to live on the cutting edge of  free thought and inspiration.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For me personally it has been a place  where I can get to know others like me... alternative thinkers who don't  quite fit the manufactured grooves of this groupthink society we all  live in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He will say differently but for me it is a movement, by pure  definition of the term.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You see, I have been moved more than once  since becoming a member of URB ALT.&amp;nbsp; Movement is the nature of the  beast!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#996633" flashvars="backgroundColor=0x996633&amp;amp;textColor=0x330033&amp;amp;config=http%3A%2F%2Furbalt.ning.com%2Fmain%2Fbadge%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fxg_source%3Dbadge%26size%3Dlarge%26username%3D1yww09cxjqpng" height="242" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" scale="noscale" src="http://static.ning.com/socialnetworkmain/widgets/index/swf/badge.swf?v=201003221300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="206" wmode="opaque"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbalt.ning.com/"&gt;Visit  &lt;i&gt;URB ALT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207278_10150166984765480_672675479_6627275_7098085_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207278_10150166984765480_672675479_6627275_7098085_n.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Boston's orchestra ensemble Muthawit releases its next  album soon and I am honored to have been one of the first to hear its  jewels pre-mastering and I couldn't wait til the proper time, so I'm  telling you all about it now and getting a jump on all the promotional  hype that's coming down the road closer to release date.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;As far as I'm concerned, the character of the artist will  tell you a lot about their art.&amp;nbsp; This man is extraordinary in every way  that I know him, and has many layers of depth, not to be digested all at  once.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Being his friend is a constant temptation to be  greedy. There's stuff I just intuitively know about him but don't have  to think about most of the time because it's beneath the surface.&amp;nbsp; His  surfaces, when you meet him, are slow, and easy going, and gentle, just  like his southern drawl.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;But don't be deceived.&amp;nbsp; Every  now and then he says something or does something and I'm reminded about  that other stuff beneath his skin... things that can be intimidating  when one considers to look straight on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;(Do you  think people understand you? Not really. If they did they'd run...)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I gotta look with sunglasses, because he's like the sun.&amp;nbsp;  Most know the sun is strong, so we resist the urge to look at it  straight on.&amp;nbsp; The timid don't bother looking at all, won't even stand  naked in its rays for fear of getting cancer, and in the process end up  with vitamin deficiencies because of it. The foolish, in their greed,  forget and try to look straight into it, and end up with scorched  corneas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;That's what he's like.&amp;nbsp; Seductive ease on the  surface, and raging nuclear energy underneath!&amp;nbsp; His music is evidence of  all that stuff beneath the surface, organized a bit, and recorded for  posterity, which is a good thing because his sub-surface stuff evidently  doesn't like repeat it self in order to keep you on your toes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;As if to prove my point, while I was writing this last bit a  minute ago Fielder emailed me a disclaimer warning me not to hold him  to his answers because he plans to contradict himself regularly over the  next few months... Schizophrenia Convenia he calls it apparently.. (  one of a thousand Bostonisms I've had the pleasure of cracking up over  all these years.)&amp;nbsp; THEN&amp;nbsp; a minute or two later, a post-post-disclaimer  requesting to add Igor Stravinsky, Samuel R. Delany, and Jack Kirby to  his influence list... Did I ask for an influence list? Perhaps he was  referring to his heroes... Uncle Baldy, and Co...&amp;nbsp; He also informed me  that this is one of a handful (literally) of interviews he's ever  allowed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What? I haven't said much of  anything about the new album? Perhaps you should go back and read this  posting again and pay attention this time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Other than that? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbalt.bandcamp.com/album/men-women-la-revenge-de-uncle-baldy"&gt;Have a listen here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and then you'll  just have to wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Below is a quicky email interview I sprung  on him today without warning.&amp;nbsp; These are his off-the cuff answers.&amp;nbsp;  Thank you Boston for your friendship, for your music, for your wisdom,  and for your most admirable existence!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May your purse reach you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is Muthawit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A  loving homage to my elders,  peers, children and folks who use common  sense.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When did you start Muthawit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I was 7 years  old.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was your inspiration for its creation?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My   grandmother's singing voice and my grandfather's speaking voice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the Urb Alt Movement?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Following  the North  Star is a movement that inspires me personally but I wouldn't  call URB ALT a  movement. &amp;nbsp;The financial component would make that  hypocrisy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes the Urb Alt Movement  important in these  times?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know that URB ALT  is important. &amp;nbsp;Is making people feel good  about themselves and others  enough to say that it's important?  &amp;nbsp;Hmm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you compare Urb Alt with other movements in  music  history?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pouring glass as slowly as possible into a  pitcher.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What kind of people are  participating in your  movement?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;People who probably  don't consider it a movement because movements  tend to have a head, the  head is lopped off by history and then it dies, is  placed in a museum  or cryogenically frozen in a state of  mediocrity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who are your musical heroes past and present day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uncle  Baldy, Marvin Gaye, Alice Coltrane and that old dude who used to sit on   the front row of the church is Tupelo and chanted "Yap, Yeah, Yap,  Yeah" during  Reverend Pulliam's sermon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In 10 lines of PROSE or less, describe your musical   compositions in poem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Beauty. Booty. Baby. Bounty.  BOOM."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you think people understand  you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not really.  &amp;nbsp;If they did they'd run.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does being understood matter to you on a personal  level?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;It means everything and nothing. &amp;nbsp;Too much to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does it (being understood)matter to the successful spreading  of the  music?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Only if the music is good does it  matter and even then pirates will  hijack it on the seas of change  before the purse reaches the hands of the  chosen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you believe your art contributes to the  world?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Joyful cacophony and a good reason to get out of bed or stay in  bed  depending on the situation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there a subject matter you are afraid to write  about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there a subject matter you  love to write about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the&amp;nbsp;story behind&amp;nbsp;your new album's title Men  and  Women?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The death of individualism, the rise of the IRS  in the  micromechanics of governing and the joy of watching tadpoles  swim  downstream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was the  most joyful moment in creating the  music on this album?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mixing  PMS Junkie. &amp;nbsp;It was a bloody good  time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What challenges did you face in making this album? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenant revolt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is your music  influenced by any esoteric or  ethereal experiences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mainly  dead people who walk with us and share our  experiences. &amp;nbsp;They like to  dance and eat popcorn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you have any  experiences of  transcendance&amp;nbsp;during the creation of the music on Men  and Women?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If so, explain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;   &amp;nbsp;I got regular sleep for the first time in well over a year due to  roommate  overhaul. &amp;nbsp;It released a torrent of positively kinetic   energy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which  song is your favorite and why? What's it  about? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;My  favorite didn't make the album cause it hasn't been written yet.  &amp;nbsp;It'll  be the greatest song ever written in history. &amp;nbsp;Better than anything   Lennon and McCartney or Liberace could produce on their best day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When  will the album be available in stores? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;May  9th. &amp;nbsp;Mutha's  Day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What  are your thoughts on overcoming incomplete paradigms in life? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A  paradigm by nature is complete. &amp;nbsp;It's a simple  signpost of change that has  served it's purpose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you dreaming up for  the near  future artistically? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Children.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you dreaming up for the near future   personally?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Protection&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-8855441684887430938?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/8855441684887430938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/repost-deacon-fielder-strikes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8855441684887430938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8855441684887430938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/repost-deacon-fielder-strikes.html' title='Repost: Deacon Fielder Strikes Again...Boston Fielder and his Muthawit Orchestra'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KfLTpxsEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ot1sTJTqFAg/s72-c/3305_75457457163_834077163_1602876_6346620_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1610938724066286966</id><published>2011-04-19T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:19:19.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyrate matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Introducing SALUMAXIMUS: The Great Sea</title><content type='html'>Nothing makes me prouder than my kid.&amp;nbsp; He's the one thing I've been responsible for that I KNOW I'm doing the best I can, and that my best is pretty darn impressive!&amp;nbsp; I allow myself that even in those times when it feels like nothing else I do is right.&amp;nbsp; Part of raising this beautiful, brilliant child, has included nurturing his passions.&amp;nbsp; I've been nurturing his passions since he could demonstrate he had them.&amp;nbsp; Starting at about 3 or 4 years old when he would scream and holler bloody murder because he didn't want to get out of the tub without me reading the Little Fish book to him one. more. time.&amp;nbsp; "I'm a little fish, I like to get all wet, I have a little octopus, he's my little pet, we swim swim swim, we swim swim swim, we swim swim swim some more,&amp;nbsp; we swim swim swim, we swim swim swim, until we reach the shore!"&amp;nbsp; Every bath time he made me read that padded waterproof book at least 20 times.&amp;nbsp; It will forever be imprinted on my brain... every line, every picture.&lt;br /&gt;He has been in love with water and marine life since at least that far back, and I made it a point to feed that love as often as possible.&amp;nbsp; It would not be far into his first years of elementary when he told me he wanted to be a marine biologist.&amp;nbsp; That seems like a million years ago....way back when we were members at the L.A. Zoo and the Long Beach Aquarium, and, yes, platinum card holders at Sea World San Diego and we milked those memberships for all they were worth and then some.&amp;nbsp; He had ocean themed birthday parties year after year, and as he got older they became Pyrate parties, because how many times can you really have whales and dolphins for a party before it starts to be uncool to your son and his friends?&amp;nbsp; We took vacations that were always near a body of water where we could snorkel and explore the ocean, including Puerto Vallarta, Florida, and the Bahamas.&amp;nbsp; We took a spring break road trip up the coast of California and visited every aquarium, marine life rescue center, marine life reserve, and university lab/aquarium we could find between L.A. and San Francisco.&amp;nbsp; One of the highlights of that trip was a beach near Santa Cruz where we walked 3 miles down a series of bluff and cliff trails to the ocean where and saw hundreds of enormous elephant seals basking on the beach in the sun.&amp;nbsp; A couple of years ago, for his birthday he requested a high school marine biology text book from a homeschool website, and marine specimens and a dissection kit from a science education website. We've been contributing to his personal library of books on related subjects since he began to use words.&amp;nbsp; He has swam with dolphins, manta rays, and 2 years ago we had the unforgettable opportunity to swim in the open waters of the Gulf of Mexico with Whale Sharks bigger than a large school bus!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This year has been an exciting time for the Pyrate.&amp;nbsp; He's managed to complete a full year of 8th grade in a semester, and was advanced midyear to 9th grade.&amp;nbsp; By the fall he will be starting 10th grade, with almost all AP classes, and taking 2 courses at the local community college.&amp;nbsp; He's really excited and has the best kind of confidence building.... the kind you get when you work hard for something and finish it well and with acclaim.&lt;br /&gt;Soon he will begin training to be a camp counselor at the Long Beach Marine Institute where he'll assist in teaching younger kids about the ocean, ecology, and marine life.&amp;nbsp; He has also applied for a position as a docent at the Cabrillo Aquarium in the Aquatic Nursery, and the youth volunteer program in the fall at the L.A. Zoo.&amp;nbsp; We've also begun the overwhelmingly complex business of college exploration.&amp;nbsp; So far there's a couple of Ivy League institutions, and one UC institution on his favorites list....oh yeah, (selective amnesia) and Alaska University of the Pacific.&amp;nbsp; And somewhere in the midst of all of that, he'll be taking his first ever scuba certification course and training.&amp;nbsp; A very exciting time indeed.&amp;nbsp; Which brings me to the purpose of this post...&lt;br /&gt;The Pyrate has just launched &lt;a href="http://maxrecke.blogspot.com/"&gt;SALUMAXIMUS: The Great Sea&lt;/a&gt;, a blog where he will share things he's doing, articles about marine life and ocean ecology, and anything else he feels like sharing related to the topic.&amp;nbsp; If you have a teen child, please share his blog with them.&amp;nbsp; But it's not just for teens.&amp;nbsp; The information he will be posting is interesting for people of all ages.&amp;nbsp; So check it out soon, and join us on this amazing ocean voyage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1610938724066286966?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1610938724066286966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/introducing-salumaximus-great-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1610938724066286966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1610938724066286966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/introducing-salumaximus-great-sea.html' title='Introducing SALUMAXIMUS: The Great Sea'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1754435382319810258</id><published>2011-04-06T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:50:05.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beverages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Ginger Mint Lemonade</title><content type='html'>This recipe, (sorry there's no picture) is my favorite anytime beverage to make when we have company.&amp;nbsp; I pull out my fancy 1940's punch bowl to serve it in and it reminds me of my grandma Elee Hollins and how she'd have the entire family... about 20 of us over on Sunday afternoons after church for family Sunday "dinner" (which was really like an early supper at around 2pm).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was almost always roast chicken, steamed rice, gravy, sweet dinner rolls fresh from the oven, either green beans or greens straight from grandma's garden, and a big punch bowl full of lemonade, made from fresh tart lemons, usually from a tree in the backyard, squeezed by hand.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hers didn't have mint or fruit floating around in it, and she used regular granulated sugar.&amp;nbsp; Mine is an updated, organic, sparkling, and has a slightly herbaceous taste which goes well with all kinds of foods.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On a hot summer day, it's hard to resist and from what I've found, keeps party guests coming back to the punch bowl over and over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe yields about 12-16 servings depending on the glass size.&amp;nbsp; You can make the syrup ahead up to 4-5 days, and add the rest the day you'll serve it.&amp;nbsp; Multiplying the recipe works great too.&amp;nbsp; I usually triple or quadruple it at the syrup stage and lemon squeezing stage so that at parties I can quickly refill the punch bowl when it is inevitably empty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE GINGER SYRUP&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of Water&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cups of Evaporated Sugar Cane Juice, Turbinado, or Raw Sugar (or 1 cup of honey, maple, etc)&lt;br /&gt;4 inch piece of fresh Ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat all 3 ingredients in a saucepan til boiling.&amp;nbsp; Reduce fire and simmer for about 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LEMONADE&lt;br /&gt;1 recipe of Ginger Syrup (see above) &lt;br /&gt;1 cup of fresh squeezed Lemon Juice&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch of fresh Mint leaves &lt;br /&gt;1 cup of Blueberries&lt;br /&gt;5 cups of Sparkling Water&lt;br /&gt;4 cups of plain Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix syrup, lemon juice and waters in the punch bowl or other beverage vessel.&lt;br /&gt;Break the mint into small sprigs and crush them in your palm to release the flavor.&lt;br /&gt;Add mint and blueberries to the liquids and mix everything together.&amp;nbsp; Add ice and serve!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1754435382319810258?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1754435382319810258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/ginger-mint-lemonade.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1754435382319810258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1754435382319810258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/ginger-mint-lemonade.html' title='Ginger Mint Lemonade'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-4350085394079113405</id><published>2011-04-06T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:28:53.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beverages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international flavors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Sparkling Peach Sangria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/dailyloaf/files/2010/08/sangria_low.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/dailyloaf/files/2010/08/sangria_low.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As spring arrives, I thought to myself, "Self, it's time to add some refreshing beverages to the readers' arsenals".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To start off, I'm sharing a super-easy recipe for Sparkling Peach Sangria because people are still talking about the batch I made last summer for an all ladies pool party I hosted at my house.&amp;nbsp; So, here it is, ladies! (and Gents...)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You'll need the following ingredients to make 4 drinks, however you can feel free to add other types of fruit as well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 Firm Ripe White Peaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 bunch of Green Grapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 Granny Smith Apples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/2 cup Peach Schnapps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1/3 cup Superfine Sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 cups chilled Rose' or White Zinfandel wine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 cups Sparkling Water or Lemon-Lime Soda (such as 7-Up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 cup pineapple juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cut up peaches and apples into bite-sized chunks, add all fruit and sugar to the peach schnapps, mix and cover for at least a couple of hours, but ideally overnight.&amp;nbsp; When ready to serve, put schnapps mixture in pitcher or serving vessel and add wine, pineapple juice, and sparkling water or soda.&amp;nbsp; Mix well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Serve over ice!&amp;nbsp; YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-4350085394079113405?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/4350085394079113405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/sparkling-peach-sangria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/4350085394079113405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/4350085394079113405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/04/sparkling-peach-sangria.html' title='Sparkling Peach Sangria'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5898478413160352768</id><published>2011-03-14T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:59:07.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international flavors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Thai Spice Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-I5IFqn06O50/TX6VBjqzjYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8ApSSMpUiEg/s1600/IMG-20110314-00026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-I5IFqn06O50/TX6VBjqzjYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8ApSSMpUiEg/s640/IMG-20110314-00026.jpg" width="472" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the second cupcake flavor we're planning for my sister's shower is a Thai Spice cupcake.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to make something unique that would go with the Thai menu theme... something more interesting that boring plain white or chocolate, and something that was more about the flavor than about doing something outrageous for the frosting decoration.&amp;nbsp; So far, I've settled on a Lemongrass Vanilla Cupcake (see "find it" section for recipe), and a this one which we did a test run of today and boy oh boy are these Thai Spice Cupcakes good!&amp;nbsp; The unexpected savory-sweet flavor profile of curry, mango, vanilla, mint, and jalapeno, upon first bite inspires a raised eyebrow, and an "oh wow!", the tangy mango curry filling sends you over the top and into a moment of ecstacy and the mango butter cream?&amp;nbsp; To diiiiie for.&amp;nbsp; Really.&amp;nbsp; You'll want to sit and savor this extraordinary treat for as long as you can stretch it out.&amp;nbsp; But enough of the foreplay, here's the recipe for making one dozen!&amp;nbsp; I suggest making the mango curd the day before so that it's already done and ready to use.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Cupcakes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tablespoons curry powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2 tablespoons minced jalapeno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tablespoon minced fresh mint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tablespoon minced fresh cilantro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 cup finely diced mango&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 recipe Vanilla Bean Cupcakes (see "cupcakes" in the "find it" section to the right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;To Assemble:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2 cups Mango Curd (see Lemon Curd recipe with alternate instructions to make it Mango)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Frosting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 cup Mango Curd (see Lemon Curd recipe with alternate instructions to make it Mango)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 recipe Vanilla Buttercream (American Style)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Make your Vanilla Bean Cupcake batter according to the recipe instructions then add the curry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Fold in Jalapeno, mint, cilantro, and minced mango gently.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bake according to directions.&amp;nbsp; They will not be golden brown.&amp;nbsp; They're done when a toothpick comes out clean when inserted into the middle of a cupcake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KAMApXw0vxM/TX6VCY8JmcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/SwamicviM48/s1600/IMG-20110314-00020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KAMApXw0vxM/TX6VCY8JmcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/SwamicviM48/s400/IMG-20110314-00020.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Allow to cool completely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Make the mango curd.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Make the Vanilla American Buttercream.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Fold 1 cup of mango curd into the buttercream.&amp;nbsp; If it's too thin, you'll have to add more sifted powdered sugar until it's thick enough to hold shape when frosting your cupcakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When the cupcakes are cooled completely, push a finger down into each one leaving a hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Using a turkey baster, fill each hole with some of the remaining mango curd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then frost the cupcakes with the mango buttercream frosting.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Garnish with mint or cilantro sprigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;YUM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pRkxLjaQJKI/TX6VAVa1yUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/WxjLfjnRo_Q/s1600/IMG-20110314-00025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pRkxLjaQJKI/TX6VAVa1yUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/WxjLfjnRo_Q/s640/IMG-20110314-00025.jpg" width="472" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5898478413160352768?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5898478413160352768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/thai-spice-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5898478413160352768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5898478413160352768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/thai-spice-cupcakes.html' title='Thai Spice Cupcakes'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-I5IFqn06O50/TX6VBjqzjYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8ApSSMpUiEg/s72-c/IMG-20110314-00026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-2617947628860498793</id><published>2011-03-14T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:56:40.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sauces and Condiments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Lemon Curd</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick lemon curd recipe.&amp;nbsp; You will use it in some of my other recipes but it's also really tasty on toast, biscuits, pancakes, home-baked gingerbread,&amp;nbsp; etc... You will need a double boiler or a metal bowl that can sit on the rim of a large sauce pan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup lemon zest&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter cut into 1 inch cubes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill a large saucepan with a few inches of water and boil.&lt;br /&gt;Set a metal bowl or double boiler on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add sugar and lemon juice to the bowl/double boiler and combine until well mixed.&lt;br /&gt;Add the lemon zest and eggs, wisking well as you add them.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to whisk while the mixture cooks.&amp;nbsp; You cannot let this cook undisturbed the eggs will coddle up on you.&amp;nbsp; So just keep on stirring/whisking until your curd is thick sort of like a thick creamy soup chowder.&lt;br /&gt;Run the mixture through a sieve and discard any solids and zest.&lt;br /&gt;Stir in butter then chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MAKE MANGO CURD:&amp;nbsp; Substitute mango puree for the lemon juice, keep lemon zest in.&lt;br /&gt;TO MAKE IT GRAPEFRUIT:&amp;nbsp; Substitute grapefruit juice for lemon juice and eliminate the lemon zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the idea... you can make many kinds of fruit curd this way!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-2617947628860498793?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/2617947628860498793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/lemon-curd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2617947628860498793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2617947628860498793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/lemon-curd.html' title='Lemon Curd'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1020075661195527935</id><published>2011-03-11T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:48:19.918-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><title type='text'>Lemongrass Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wLAWp1fmPlM/TXrqFWO7ayI/AAAAAAAAAfY/V2pTxcy7S7c/s1600/197678_10150127645622164_834077163_6415175_7378634_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wLAWp1fmPlM/TXrqFWO7ayI/AAAAAAAAAfY/V2pTxcy7S7c/s640/197678_10150127645622164_834077163_6415175_7378634_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cupcakes are part of the plans for my baby sister's bridal shower coming up in a couple of months.&amp;nbsp; We are doing a Thai themed menu, so it was important to me that we don't just have some generic flavor cupcakes that don't fit in with the distinct flavors of the Thai food that will be served on that day.&amp;nbsp; This is the first of 3 different flavors planned for the cupcakes for that party.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The subtle exotic flavor of lemongrass infuses these cupcakes for just a hint of something different.... lending a bit of a tea-like flavor with a hint of citrus.&amp;nbsp; I think I am in love.&amp;nbsp; My first run of these was a bit too sweet but I think I'm happy with the alterations I've made and that you will love these as much as I do.&amp;nbsp; For this recipe you will need to look up my recipes for Vanilla Bean Cupcakes and Buttercream Frosting (American Style).&amp;nbsp; You can find them both in the Find It directory in the column to the right under several obvious categories, or perhaps if you're lucky the links at the end of this post! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cupcakes you'll need:&lt;br /&gt;1 recipe of Vanilla Bean Cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups of Lemongrass Simple Syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Lemongrass Simple Syrup:&lt;br /&gt;4 stalks of lemongrass&lt;br /&gt;5 cups of water&lt;br /&gt;4 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Frosting you'll need:&lt;br /&gt;1 recipe of Buttercream Frosting (American Style)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of Lemongrass Simple Syrup (see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start by getting your Lemongrass Simple Syrup going...&lt;br /&gt;Chop up your lemongrass into half inch bits and bring with the water to a boil in a large pot.&lt;br /&gt;Once boiling, add the sugar, reduce the heat, and simmer for at least an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While that's going, make your cupcakes just according to the recipe directions and get them in the oven at 350 degrees to bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While your cupcakes are baking and your syrup is cooking down, make your buttercream frosting and set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your cupcakes are done baking, remove them from the oven, and while they are still hot, dip each one, for about 3 seconds into the lemongrass syrup so that it soaks a bit into the top, then set aside to cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return the remaining syrup back to the stove and cook again for another hour or more, then cool completely.&amp;nbsp; You can speed this by placing in the freezer for a while. &lt;br /&gt;When the syrup has cooled it should be a loose honey-like consistency.&amp;nbsp; Strain off the lemongrass and set aside&lt;br /&gt;Once cooled you can fold 1/2 cup of this syrup in to your frosting til thoroughly mixed, beating again if you need to in order to properly incorporate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frost your cooled cupcakes and they're ready to go!!! I garnished mine with a bits of the cooked lemongrass that I strained out of the syrup. Enjoy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;By the way... SAVE THE EXTRA SYRUP AND REFRIGERATE.&amp;nbsp; IT IS RATHER TASTY IN COCKTAILS!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-COJozj-LGGo/TXrtGDdxn7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/3Z6NcqlJP3I/s1600/188526_10150127600247164_834077163_6414937_6177243_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-COJozj-LGGo/TXrtGDdxn7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/3Z6NcqlJP3I/s320/188526_10150127600247164_834077163_6414937_6177243_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1020075661195527935?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1020075661195527935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/lemongrass-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1020075661195527935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1020075661195527935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/lemongrass-cupcakes.html' title='Lemongrass Cupcakes'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wLAWp1fmPlM/TXrqFWO7ayI/AAAAAAAAAfY/V2pTxcy7S7c/s72-c/197678_10150127645622164_834077163_6415175_7378634_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-7617515263103452076</id><published>2011-03-11T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:49:39.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Buttercream Frosting (American Style)</title><content type='html'>In our country, Buttercream is, for the most part, at bakeries, not at all made with butter.&amp;nbsp; It's usually vegetable shortening.&amp;nbsp; Although that may be a bit more healthy, I can't condone buttercream frosting without butter in it, so I have gone back to the roots of the matter and come up with my own comprimise... You can find the palm shortening used in this recipe in your grocery's organic foods section.&amp;nbsp; It may be labeled vegetable shortening, just check the ingredients to confirm it's palm oil that's used to make it.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that?&amp;nbsp; What can I say... when enjoying cupcakes for a special occasion, there's really no need to fuss around about things such as whether or not something is more healthy or not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So just enjoy and move on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to make this the same day you intend to use it because of the butter and milk in it.&amp;nbsp; If you want to make it vegan then use vegan margarine and soymilk in place of butter and milk in the recipe... if you insist! :) It can be made in advance in that case.&lt;br /&gt;Makes enough frosting for a dozen or more cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup palm shortening&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup unsweetened butter&lt;br /&gt;5 cups organic powdered sugar sifted (5 cups measured before sifting)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp pure madagascar or bourbon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix the shortneing and butter in the bown of a stand mixer on high until smooth and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly add the powdered sugar with the mixer speed turned down low or you'll get it back in the face!&lt;br /&gt;Then add the vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Then add the milk last.&lt;br /&gt;Scrape down and mix on high for about 15 minutes til your frosting is smooth and fluffy.&amp;nbsp; If it seems like it's not thick enough, go ahead and add more sifted powdered sugar and mix until smooth. &lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;br /&gt;Make sure your cake is completely cooled before frosting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-7617515263103452076?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/7617515263103452076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/buttercream-frosting-american-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/7617515263103452076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/7617515263103452076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/buttercream-frosting-american-style.html' title='Buttercream Frosting (American Style)'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-3462854398439081325</id><published>2011-03-11T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T18:57:04.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Vanilla Bean Cupcakes Recipe</title><content type='html'>Today I was testing out a recipe I plan to use for lemongrass cupcakes for my sister's bridal shower.&amp;nbsp; In order to share that recipe I have to first share the basic Vanilla Bean Cupcake recipe I use because from time to time I will share the unique ways I alter it to create interesting flavor profiles.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;So here is that recipe.&amp;nbsp; It is better than most typical white cake recipes.&amp;nbsp; The technique used in mixing the ingredients is also different and makes for a more moist and tender cupcake... a goal that is very difficult in cupcake baking because of the size of each cake.&amp;nbsp; I learned this technique from a book called Who You Callin' Cupcake, which, if you want to be able to make something different from your average cupcake, is the book to have.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, here is my version of their Vanilla Bean Cupcakes recipe.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy it as is, or use it as a base as instructed in some of my other cupcake recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 1 Dozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup organic sugar or organic cane juice&lt;br /&gt;1 2/3 cups of organic all purpose unbleached flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup butter (unsalted)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup skim milk&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon of pure madagascar or bourbon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 vanilla bean (run a knife down the length and split open then scrape the seeds out to be used for this recipe... you can put the scraped out hull in a container of sugar to make vanilla sugar)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;**if you don't have a vanilla bean just use 1 additional tablespoon of vanilla extract***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat your oven to 350 and line your traditional size cupcake pan with cupcake liners. &lt;br /&gt;In a stand mixer bowl, combine first four ingredients (dry stuff)&lt;br /&gt;Add butter to the bowl and mix on low til a grainy meal is formed &lt;br /&gt;Add 1/4 of the milk slowly til the mixture looks like a paste&lt;br /&gt;In a separate bowl, combine eggs with remaining 1/4 cup of milk, vanillas.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly pour the wet mixture into the stand mixer bowl til it is incorporated into the paste and forms a batter.&lt;br /&gt;Scrape down the sides and mix on high for a few seconds until smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill the cups in the pan to within about 1/2 inch from their top edges.&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 10-20 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Tops will not be brown... but will be softly golden around the edges and a toothpick will come out clean when they are done.&amp;nbsp; They will also feel stable to the touch of your fingertip on their tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool completely before frosting! Voila!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-3462854398439081325?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/3462854398439081325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/vanilla-bean-cupcakes-recipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3462854398439081325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3462854398439081325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/vanilla-bean-cupcakes-recipe.html' title='Vanilla Bean Cupcakes Recipe'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-3832233594916246381</id><published>2011-03-09T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T13:04:35.169-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meatless meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international flavors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meals under $20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a taste of france'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>The Pyrate's Soupe L'Ognion (French Onion Soup)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the Pyrate made the BEST FRENCH ONION SOUP I HAVE EVER HAD!&amp;nbsp; I will never crave it again from elsewhere... not even that French bistro at the Grove promenade.&amp;nbsp; If you are a fan of French Onion Soup, you will fall in love all over again when you learn to make it at home from scratch.&amp;nbsp; It is truly a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;You'll need oven proof dishes, either porcelain, ceramic or stoneware individual crocks, ramekins, or bowls.&amp;nbsp; We used porcelain ramekins, which worked fine except they are a pain to get clean again... you have to soak them in baking soda and hot water overnight to get the baked-on brown stains off.&amp;nbsp; The picture below is not mine.&amp;nbsp; Just wanted to give you something to look at.&amp;nbsp; We forgot to take pics before we ate ours!&amp;nbsp; Ha!&amp;nbsp; Sorry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.myrecipes.com/i/recipes/ck/05/01/french-onion-ck-1011280-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img4.myrecipes.com/i/recipes/ck/05/01/french-onion-ck-1011280-l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This recipe was inspired by one we saw Alton Brown (the food scientist dude) make on the Food Network with some slight alterations because his ended up with not enough onions and even the entire recipe was a bit scant to truly feed 6 people like he said it would.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7 large sweet onions (red or sweet maui or a combination of both as we did for ours)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 tbsps butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sea salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 cups of white wine (we used a chardonnay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;32 oz of beef broth (or vegetable if you prefer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12 oz of chicken broth (or more vegetable if you prefer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups of apple cider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 bouquet garni (thyme sprig, bay leaf, and parsley sprig tied together with kitchen twine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 loaf of country style bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sea salt and fresh ground pepper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cognac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups of grated Gruyere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cut onions in half then thinly cut into half-moon slices, mix together if using two kinds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Melt the butter in the bottom of a dutch oven or large soup pot over medium low heat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spread a layer of onions over melted butter and sprinkle layer with a pinch of salt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Repeat layering onions and sprinkling with a pinch of salt til all onions are layered in the pot.&amp;nbsp; Do not stir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Leave to cook down over medium low heat for 15-20 minutes then stir.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Continue cooking and occasionally stirring til onions are carmelized to a dark mahogany and reduced to about 2 cups.&amp;nbsp; This will take about 45 min. to an hour, and don't worry if it seems it's burning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Add the wine and cook over high heat until liquid is reduced and is syrupy. (We had a chuckle-worthy moment when we got to this part because the Pyrate imitated Julia Childs as he sloshed the wine into the pot without a measuring cup. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Add broths, cider, and herbs, turn down fire, cover, and simmer for 15-20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;Place oven rack on top notches of oven and heat your broiler.&lt;br /&gt;Cut bread in rounds large enough to fit soup bowls.&lt;br /&gt;Place the slices on a baking sheet and drizzle with a bit of olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;Broil in the oven til nice and toasty, turn and repeat on the other side. &lt;br /&gt;Season soup mixture with salt, pepper.&lt;br /&gt;Add a splash of cognac. We used about 1/4 cup.&lt;br /&gt;Remove herbs and ladle soup into crocks leaving one inch from the top.&lt;br /&gt;Place  bread round on top of soup and top with grated  cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Broil until cheese is bubbly and golden.&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to watch it so that it doesn't burn.&lt;br /&gt;YUM!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-3832233594916246381?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/3832233594916246381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/pyrates-soupe-lognion-french-onion-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3832233594916246381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3832233594916246381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/pyrates-soupe-lognion-french-onion-soup.html' title='The Pyrate&apos;s Soupe L&apos;Ognion (French Onion Soup)'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5498537079154642612</id><published>2011-03-09T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:05:47.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyrate matters'/><title type='text'>'s Been A Long Time, I Shouldn't-a Left You....</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well, look who's decided it's time to get these squeaky gears turning again over here!!!!&amp;nbsp; It's been at least 8 months since I last wrote you.&amp;nbsp; There's been much under foot.&amp;nbsp; I decided in the late spring of last year that I was completely over trying to make traditional schooling work for the Pyrate.&amp;nbsp; Between bullies, peers out of control, over populated classrooms, not up to par gifted student programs, and a complete lack of concern about any of these issues by school officials and staff, I'd had enough.&amp;nbsp; But what was most hurtful was the fact that I am raising a exceptionally gifted child who has the potential to be a prodigy and nobody seemed to care about what that means.&amp;nbsp; The Pyrate, bless his heart, has textbook characteristics for what is known about children who are highly gifted.&amp;nbsp; School work was easy and therefore frustrating, socializing was precarious because his mind works faster than most kids his age, and he needed special attention in the area of keeping organized.&amp;nbsp; He needed academic attention and consideration that he didn't get in public school OR previously the private schools he was in. He needed to be able to work at his own pace, doing curriculum that was both entertaining and challenging, he needed peers on his level so that he didn't feel the need to diminish himself to fit in, he needed more intensive guidance with organizational and study habits.&amp;nbsp; He was never going to discover his potential in a normal school.&amp;nbsp; So I signed him up to attend the California Virtual Academy.&amp;nbsp; It's an online California charter school based on the &lt;a href="http://www.k12.com/"&gt;K12&lt;/a&gt; virtual educational system.&amp;nbsp; K12 is a program built by the top scholars and researchers in the fields of cognitive learning and child development.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We started in September when the Pyrate started 8th grade.&amp;nbsp; I am happy to say that this was the best decision I have ever made as this child's mother.&amp;nbsp; It has changed his life tremendously.&amp;nbsp; At the end of the first semester, not only did he have straight A's, he'd finished an entire year of school... his entire 8th grade curriculum in one semester.&amp;nbsp; The school approved his early advancement to 9th grade, so he's now taking 9th grade classes and one 10th grade honors english because he took the 9th grade one in his 8th grade curriculum.&amp;nbsp; I have never seen him happier, and part of that is because he has been allowed a set of circumstances that give him the opportunity to truly see what he is capable of.&amp;nbsp; Instead of diminishing himself to fit in, he and his new friends challenge each other and goad each other to keep up with whoever is ahead.&amp;nbsp; I am able to work more intensively with him on issues regarding organization, and just as importantly he gets more direct guidance from me in regards to values I believe are necessary in becoming a young man.&amp;nbsp; It's a profound difference from what he got out of his former life where my only influence was in the evening hours and weekends.&amp;nbsp; Some are of the mind that he's missing something be not having the influence of a normal school.&amp;nbsp; Well, we tried that and he was miserable, bored, frustrated, exposed to things no child should be exposed to, and worse of all, had no idea how smart he was.&amp;nbsp; Now he knows and just that one thing has been enough to make him a happier teenager.&amp;nbsp; He'll be applying to join Mensa at some point this year, and the Johns Hopkins Center for Talented Youth, both whose members are children of phenomenal talent and academic ability.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've been up to.&amp;nbsp; It's been like a boot camp of sorts for both of us, getting used to how homeschooling works, learning to be his learning coach,&amp;nbsp; him learning to be more active in the planning and execution of his education.&amp;nbsp; It's been challenging and exciting and nowhere near as difficult as most people think it would be.&amp;nbsp; If you find that your child is having trouble in any way in normal school and you have the ability to school them at home, this program is available free of charge, as a charter in most larger cities in the US and the program is also available as a teach-on-your-own curriculum for purchase wherever you are.&amp;nbsp; They also have an international school as well .&amp;nbsp; Some US cities even have coops or flex facilities so your kid actually goes to a live facility to do their schooling through this same program.&amp;nbsp; If you think your child is too unruly for you to want to deal with them at home, I think you'll find that they behave much better at home than they do when you're not there... the one person who really cares, to keep them in check for real, like no teacher will ever do.&amp;nbsp; Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;Other than homeschool, there's not much else to tell.&amp;nbsp; LOL&amp;nbsp; I've been deep in it for a good while.&amp;nbsp; My next blog is going to be about this doggone soup the Pyrate made for dinner last night.&amp;nbsp; Then the first part in a series on how to plan a special event party.&amp;nbsp; I will share step by step planning for my sister's wedding shower that takes place in May.&amp;nbsp; If you like to host guests in your home, you will like that a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Music is on hold in the moment, perhaps some new stuff on the horizon soon... I'll keep that close to the vest til there's something substantial to tell.... xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5498537079154642612?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5498537079154642612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/s-been-long-time-i-shouldnt-left-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5498537079154642612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5498537079154642612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2011/03/s-been-long-time-i-shouldnt-left-you.html' title='&apos;s Been A Long Time, I Shouldn&apos;t-a Left You....'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-8609597931571086787</id><published>2010-07-04T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:59:23.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento Box Goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Obento: My Newfound Curiosity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just a quick note: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On many of my blog posts you'll see little icons which are part of a really cool application I use for links to items of reference pertaining to the subject matter.&amp;nbsp; Many of these you don't even have to click on.&amp;nbsp; You can often just place your cursor over it and a small box will pop up with the relevant information, video, photo, or website so that you can explore without actually leaving my blog post.&amp;nbsp; Ain't that special? Try it out here!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who knows anything about the Butterfly Queen knows that cooking is a passion.&amp;nbsp; I love cooking even more than I love eating.&amp;nbsp; Really, it's true.&amp;nbsp; During these last few weeks, I've gone silent pretty much here on the blog space for several reasons you can read about here: &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/06/domo-arigato-mister-obento.html"&gt;Domo Arigato Mr. Obento&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; For the sake of not boring those of you loyal friends who subscribe, I won't re-hash all of that here.&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say, I've been rather busy.&amp;nbsp; Too busy to have the brainpower to write, too busy to have the patience to check-in, and too busy to have the desire to cook! &lt;br /&gt;But a few weeks ago I stumbled upon a recipe that let me to a &lt;a href="http://www.justhungry.com/" id="aptureLink_oJSoaM4aNC"&gt;blog site&lt;/a&gt; on cooking written by a Japanese woman living in Switzerland.&amp;nbsp; She specializes in recipes from Japan and Korea, with a lil' bit of fusion mixed in for good measure.&amp;nbsp; Fascinated by her lovely photos and recipes, I found myself cruising her site for hours at a time, night after night...into the wee hours when my guys were happily sleeping.&amp;nbsp; There were many recipes which she specified were perfect for Bento.&amp;nbsp; Recipe after recipe I kept seeing the phrase "perfect for Bento", with a link to &lt;a href="http://justbento.com/" id="aptureLink_Ab8VS7cPK0"&gt;her other blog site&lt;/a&gt; where she touted she writes specifically for the art of Obento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/MYcQ9TX-f8po4Tn32hTgXMk0NVolGRNuD4fr71DxLT2s48T6K629rwFkDWPCC4IWnPu3x17wgLNZKOQTMfLkgqjYGl4O8l1-/BentoSalad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://api.ning.com/files/MYcQ9TX-f8po4Tn32hTgXMk0NVolGRNuD4fr71DxLT2s48T6K629rwFkDWPCC4IWnPu3x17wgLNZKOQTMfLkgqjYGl4O8l1-/BentoSalad.jpg" width="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;from: &lt;a href="http://www.giveittomeraw.com/" id="aptureLink_Hsy8nIlvT4"&gt;www.giveittomeraw.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obento (the "o" is optional and denotes the respected or honored reference to the art), in summary is the Japanese tradition of artfully packed boxes containing single-portion meals usually carried for lunch, picnics, etc... The foods packed revolve around the traditional &lt;a href="http://www.justhungry.com/2006/08/the_anatomy_of_a_japanese_meal.html" id="aptureLink_8f0ZUFqEHW"&gt;"anatomy" of a Japanese meal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What appeals to me on first impression, is the idea that preparing lunches in these boxes is a great way to practice portion control if you're on a diet.&amp;nbsp; You can only fit in these Bento boxes what fits in them.&amp;nbsp; You can see quite easily the size of your portions and the proportion of one course to the other... for example 1/4 of a meal should be protein, 1/2 vegetables, 1/4 grains. &amp;nbsp; On a plate, it is much harder to eyeball these proportions.&amp;nbsp; I love the idea of having a fun way to be more conscious of what we consume without feeling like I'm on a diet.&amp;nbsp; Diets suck.&amp;nbsp; I don't do them anymore.&amp;nbsp; I'm also on a personal mission to enjoy my life, just as I am, with what I've got instead of being on the perpetual treadmill of "If only I were thinner, If only I were richer, If only I were more successful..."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am healing myself of that oh-too-common illness that seems to be plaguing most people these days.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to enjoy this life, rejoicing in each day, and all that it brings.&amp;nbsp; Can I get an "Amen" or an "Ashe'"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that appeals to me is the idea of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Umami" id="aptureLink_3rtaryrAdz"&gt;Umami&lt;/a&gt;... which is a term now used in the west, but borrowed from the Japanese... it is the 5th taste experience besides those we are commonly familiar with (sweet, salty, bitter, sour).&amp;nbsp; It is best described as "savory"&amp;nbsp; I suppose.&amp;nbsp; Umami is said to be the one universally loved taste sensation and is said to be found in all of your favorite foods.&amp;nbsp; My own personal theory is that it is a combination of the other four tastes... a perfect balance of the four.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just love to say it... "Ooh, Mommy".&amp;nbsp; Ain't that good???&amp;nbsp; I love it! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, it just looks like so much fun!!!&amp;nbsp; Anybody can do it.&amp;nbsp; You can pack them however you like, with whatever you like, with a few practical precautions.&amp;nbsp; It's a fantastic way to use up leftovers which is a wonderful way to live a little greener and a great excuse for cooking at home without worrying that you're only feeding yourself. It's fashionable, exotic as you want it to be, artistic, and will save money by avoiding all those calorie packed, sodium packed, sugar packed, fat packed lunches bought out!&amp;nbsp; They can be hot, cold, or both in multiple tiered boxes. There's the more traditional style lunches which are beautiful to the eye (they consider this just as important as the taste and nutrition),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/ol-images/chicago/uploads/20070829bento1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="608" src="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/ol-images/chicago/uploads/20070829bento1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/" id="aptureLink_VD1caKwk11"&gt;www.apartmenttherapy.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's the Kawaii (this means cute or adorable)versions which I know the Austrian and the Pyrate will boycott but Miss Scantlebury will no doubt be head over heels for.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Either way, I've found another way to express my creativity and I'm very excited to give it a whirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theswellelife.com/.a/6a00e54ef16809883300e55416c55f8834-800wi" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://www.theswellelife.com/.a/6a00e54ef16809883300e55416c55f8834-800wi" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://www.theswellelife.com/" id="aptureLink_MOfAQkEfuT"&gt;www.theswellelife.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.craftycrafty.tv/1207632743_f1663d1608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="361" src="http://www.craftycrafty.tv/1207632743_f1663d1608.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;from &lt;a href="http://www.craftycrafty.tv/" id="aptureLink_Hbniglpy6G"&gt;www.craftycrafty.tv&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, are you inspired?&amp;nbsp; I'm going to start my first Bentos this week.&amp;nbsp; They will not all be traditional Japanese ingredients. But there will be lots of Japanese influences, and some recipes I've borrowed from the Just Bento site, while I'm learning how this works.&amp;nbsp; I'm already marinating some chicken skewers in a soy/ginger/lemon/pepper flake marinade which will be grilled, and a pork shoulder with will be slow-roasted with a fresh red chili salsa.&amp;nbsp; These will be used throughout the week in different ways.&amp;nbsp; Salads, sandwiches, pastas, omelettes... you'll see!&amp;nbsp; It's gonna be a fun week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mosaica.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/bento0120091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://mosaica.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/bento0120091.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from:&amp;nbsp; www.mosaica.wordpress.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are planning on giving this a try, I suggest you do the following:&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Visit the Just Bento site and read the following: &lt;a href="http://justbento.com/handbook/bento-basics" id="aptureLink_rER37Yfy9T"&gt;Bento Basics&lt;/a&gt; and when you're done read the first few links at the bottom of that page to find out what equipment you'll need.&amp;nbsp; There's not much... a bento box, a rice cooker, a few inexpensive accessories.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Start to acquire your equipment.&amp;nbsp; There are four of us, so I've got 6 boxes of varying sizes. If you decide to use regular plastic food containers, look for BPA free please.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I am still going to try to practice healthy, organic, sustainable living while on this adventure. We already have a rice cooker.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to get a pressure cooker this week.&amp;nbsp; I also got some optional accessories such as silicone muffin cups, little plastic picks. Miniature sauce bottles and mayonaise cups are also handy lil' things to have.&amp;nbsp; You can find most rare Japanese accessories for bento online &lt;a href="http://www.fitjpstore.com/" id="aptureLink_ftBMjIWOP4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.jbox.com/" id="aptureLink_HVM7XshImA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Try the first link first because the prices can't be beat.&amp;nbsp; Be sure to get microwavable bento boxes please so you have more versatility with what you can put in it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Take a look at basic pantry staples to have on hand:&amp;nbsp; Soy Sauce, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mirin" id="aptureLink_PTuDxBLlEk"&gt;Mirin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sushi#Sushi_rice" id="aptureLink_OreVOY1RdR"&gt;Japanese Sushi Rice&lt;/a&gt; (brown and/or white) are commonly used in almost every traditional Japanese or Japanese inspired Bento lunch.&amp;nbsp; No other rice will substitute. (more on that later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing I should mention:&amp;nbsp; I have a seafood allergy... a challenge in regards to any Asian cuisine... But feel free to browse the other web blogs for seafood recipes... you won't find them here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in a couple days with my first attempt and a couple recipes to add to your arsenal!&amp;nbsp; Have a great holiday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-8609597931571086787?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/8609597931571086787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/07/obento-my-newfound-curiosity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8609597931571086787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8609597931571086787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/07/obento-my-newfound-curiosity.html' title='Obento: My Newfound Curiosity'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-3554190085423250082</id><published>2010-06-23T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:39:23.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='military'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyrate matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Domo Arigato Mister Obento</title><content type='html'>Well, I know I've been MIA lately, but you know how it is... The end of the school year, plus a bunch of other stuff going on in my home life and next thing you know the time flies by and I haven't written a thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least not here!&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I'm working on is bit by bit piecing together my very first cookbook.&amp;nbsp; It will be a tribute to my family heritage, which mixes the cuisines and traditions of several cultures, and includes organically grown, (often homegrown) foods.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having fun with the introductory outline which tells about my childhood memories of road trips to grandma's house fully equipped with picnic basket in tow and&amp;nbsp; my other grandmother's home garden which provided the vegetables for the entire family for most of each year. I know that the stories and recipes from this project will resonate with many of you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Stay tunes for further updates on that project!&lt;br /&gt;In the spring, I made the careful decision to terminate the Pyrate's public school attendance and homeschool him as of the fall this year.&amp;nbsp; I spent several weeks contemplating this decision, researching our options and the possible consequences.&amp;nbsp; Several disturbing events over the last two years brought enough alarm to my mind that in some ways I almost felt there is no other choice.&amp;nbsp; I worried about the social implications for the Pyrate, however, the social implications if he stays in the environment he has been in will no question be catastrophic.&amp;nbsp; Then two things happened.&amp;nbsp; We have found a fantastic virtual academy that will suit his needs as an individual, with teachers, personalized lessons, access to college courses in high school, and so much more that a kid like mine will shine thorugh like a super nova!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait.&amp;nbsp; I believe every child deserves to have this kind of opportunity.&amp;nbsp; I showed this program to my son, and he loves it, and can't wait to get started.&amp;nbsp; I started the enrollment process, had several conversations with families already doing this, and started collecting the proper documents... That was the second thing.&amp;nbsp; I had to retrieve documentation of the Pyrate's status for California's Gifted and Talented student program.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's one thing to know you have a brilliant child.&amp;nbsp; It is quite another to hold in your hand documentation that measures said brilliance.&amp;nbsp; He's documented to have scored within the top 3 percentile FOR THE NATION all of the last three years in a row on standardized and specialized testing for skills and mastery in math, language arts, and science.&amp;nbsp; When we got this documentation the other day, we sat together staring at it as I explained it to him.&amp;nbsp; We sat staring at it silently.&amp;nbsp; I watched his eyes, wide and almost in disbelief.&amp;nbsp; I asked him what he was thinking.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I'm thinking I can't wait to be out of regular public school, mom.&amp;nbsp; It's killing my reputation!"&lt;br /&gt;So that was it.&amp;nbsp; I completed his enrollment and we're waiting for the curriculum to get here like kids wait for Christmas morning.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile I'm getting myself accustomed to being the learning coach.&amp;nbsp; He'll have teachers online, but I still have to supervise and coach on the home front, plan his schedule, come up with creative ways to experience the world as it pertains to his studies.&amp;nbsp; This will be fun, so long as I properly prepare.&amp;nbsp; I'm taking the time to attend lectures and recorded speaker series on how to do all of this.&lt;br /&gt;If you too are discouraged with trusting your child's education to a public system that is more damaging than it is productive, check out homeschooling.&amp;nbsp; It's not what it used to be.&amp;nbsp; You can still get certified to teach your own children if you like. But now there are virtual schools with experienced teachers who are excited, inspiring, creative, and give their students one on one attention.&amp;nbsp; There are virtual schools where most work is done online and the curriculum is more effective than what is available in public schools.&amp;nbsp; Virtual schools offer personalized instruction based on mastery.&amp;nbsp; That means if the Pyrate can pass a lesson's assessment, he can skip all of the lesson activities in that lesson and move to the next lesson.&amp;nbsp; He can accelerate in this way, to the next grade level mid year if applicable, and in high school can take classes that are worth college credit.&amp;nbsp; We can set his study schedule to fit his personal rhythm, and include outside experiences that enrich his learning in ways he would never get in regular public schools.&amp;nbsp; And here's the killer!&amp;nbsp; Most of these virtual academies are set up like charter schools, publicly funded, and free to those who are within the district that funds them.&amp;nbsp; Not only is it tuition free, they provide all curriculum materials, and loaner computers as well for free.&amp;nbsp; All you have to provide is an adult to supervise 5-6 hours a day, and regular school supplies such and notebooks and paper, etc.&lt;br /&gt;A great example is the &lt;a href="http://www.k12.com/" id="aptureLink_M3plJOFkfV"&gt;K12&lt;/a&gt; program with academies nationwide.&amp;nbsp; Check it out for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third thing I'm up to is fun, fun, fun!!&amp;nbsp; I'm learning about the art of Bento!&amp;nbsp; This is a traditional Japanese practice that involves artfully arranged meals packed in compact boxes that are usually transportable.&amp;nbsp; We are going to use the art of Obento (the respectful way to refer to the art) as a fun and entertaining way to institute healthy eating habits into our everyday life.&amp;nbsp; I've been educating myself and preparing to make it a part of our family's nutritional life.&amp;nbsp; You'll be finding recipes and photo records of this little gastro-artistic adventure posted here in my blog in the very near future.&amp;nbsp; Should you want to join me, I recommend these two blogs as reference material and&amp;nbsp; inspiration:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.justbento.com/" id="aptureLink_81Gbk8Ubhj"&gt;www.justbento.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.lunchinabox.net/" id="aptureLink_WQqmGGRmTy"&gt;www.lunchinabox.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.lunchinabox.com/" id="aptureLink_Uc5MpF6Lsr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you here again very soon when I've got my bento boxes, chopsticks and a couple of recipes under my belt... this stuff is no joke!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-3554190085423250082?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/3554190085423250082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/06/domo-arigato-mister-obento.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3554190085423250082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3554190085423250082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/06/domo-arigato-mister-obento.html' title='Domo Arigato Mister Obento'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-9202129642087758912</id><published>2010-05-05T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:57:00.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international flavors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 minute meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meals under $20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Lemon-Ginger-Soy Stir Fry</title><content type='html'>Mmmmmmm!&amp;nbsp; This dish was a pure improvisation tonight!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You will not be disappointed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;You'll need a wok or a decent sized skillet/saute pan for this preparation and a hungry stomach!! The trick to stir frying is a very hot pan, a good oil with a high smoking point, and your ingredients in approximately the same sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Players:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 Boneless Chicken Breasts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; please use organic, hormone/antibiotic free, free range chicken or just go veggie... seriously people... cut these into 1 inch cubes. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soy Sauce &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;low sodium, about 1/4 cup.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fresh Ginger&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;about a 2 inch piece cut into chunks. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fresh Garlic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; 10 cloves.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lemon Juice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; from two organic lemons.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five Spice &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 tablespoon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;White Rice Wine Vinegar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;1/4 cup.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;1 large Red Onion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cut into 1 inch cubes&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 bunch Green Onions&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;organic, white and green parts cut into one inch pieces &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 Green Bell Pepper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cut into 1 inch pieces. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snow Peas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; about a good handful left whole. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sesame Oil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preparation:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Prepare ingredients as instructed above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; In a food processor add ginger, soy sauce, garlic, lemon juice, five spice, and rice wine vinegar and process on high til well blended and fairly smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Pour this mixture over chicken in a plastic container, cover, and allow to marinate at least 1 hour or more.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; When ready to cook, heat wok over high heat til it begins to smoke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Add about 4 tablespoons of sesame oil to hot wok.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry if it smokes.&amp;nbsp; You want it to smoke.&amp;nbsp; Turn on your fan! :)&amp;nbsp; Let the oil smoke a minute or two until it starts to turn.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; Add cubes of chicken to the hot wok reserving the marinade for later.&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Brown chicken in wok stirring occasionally for even cooking.&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; Remove from wok and return to the marinade.&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Add 3 tablespoons more oil to the pan.&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; Allow to come to a smoking point again.&lt;br /&gt;11.&amp;nbsp; Add remaining vegetables and stir fry just til the colors brighten and they start to get gentle caramelization.&lt;br /&gt;12.&amp;nbsp; Add chicken and marinade to the wok at this point and toss together.&amp;nbsp; Allow to cook another 4 minutes, occasionally tossing and stirring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&amp;nbsp; Serve with steamed rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM YUM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-9202129642087758912?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/9202129642087758912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/05/lemon-ginger-soy-stir-fry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/9202129642087758912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/9202129642087758912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/05/lemon-ginger-soy-stir-fry.html' title='Lemon-Ginger-Soy Stir Fry'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1623252632829548699</id><published>2010-04-22T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:22:28.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook &apos;n dine w/brig feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>The Story of Stuff.</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna show this to the Pyrate today when he gets home from school.&amp;nbsp; I hope that this will impact him in a way that motivates him to participate more cooperatively with things like... making sure to put the darn re-usable grocery bags back in my car so that the next time we go shopping, we don't have to use those awful bags that cause such a horrible mess in the oceans he wants to work in as a marine biologist when he grows up.&amp;nbsp; He and his 13 year old mind sometimes has bigger fish to fry, such as this month's crush, or how dope that olly was that he impressed his friends with.&amp;nbsp; I can't tell you how many times we get to the store and I look in the trunk and there's no bags.&amp;nbsp; grrrr!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, there is a video that I received in my email inbox this morning in celebration of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth%20Day" id="aptureLink_LvW7Ql9hMS"&gt;Earth Day&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Please, please PLEASE watch it.&amp;nbsp; It's 20 minutes out of your day.&amp;nbsp; Just 20 minutes.&amp;nbsp; But if you allow it to sink into your brain, perhaps you will be changed inside and an awareness... an awakening will begin to occur inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a short film about our non-sustainable way of living... it's about our planet and all our stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know some of you will say that &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;one person doesn't make a difference&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; But I want to tell you that this is a lie, and I love you but it's lazy and irresponsible to drink that koolaid.&amp;nbsp; Please let me tell you very quickly, of a very personal example of how much of a difference you can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I watched the film &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2sgaO44_1c" id="aptureLink_6vBbLxeoTc"&gt;Food Inc.&lt;/a&gt; and one of the things I immediately decided that day is that from now on, when I buy milk for the pyrate's breakfast cereal, and baking, (i don't really drink it otherwise), I would only buy organic milk from cows not treated with rbst or rbgt (hormones to make them&amp;nbsp; produce unnaturally vulgar amounts of milk to get more milk from less cows to save money on backend expenses and boost profits).&amp;nbsp; The first time I looked for organic non-treated milk on my local grocer's dairy shelf, 3 weeks ago. &amp;nbsp; I looked closely at the labels of all the milk cartons and bottles.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I almost accidentally picked up one brand because it had a little shield printed on it where it said something like, &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;"There is no evidence to show a difference in the milk from cows treated with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;rbst's or rbgt's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Yes, just like that, the real message in tiny letters, the hormone initials in bold to trick you into thinking it's a hormone free brand.&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary it was just the opposite, trying to belay the fears of the consumer should they take the time to actually pick up the container and squint to read what it really says.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; I always tell the pyrate, that we are striving to be a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SUCKA FREE FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He enjoys saying his mama don't raise no fool... and the Austrian?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He, with his small European mountain village sensibility, chuckles with amusement at both of us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, thanks for your patience, and let me get to the point,&amp;nbsp; there was only one lone brand there on the shelves, from Iowa... yes, all the way from Iowa.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did you know California is one of the nation's biggest producers of&amp;nbsp; fruits, vegetables, and dairy products that supply a great deal of our country and the demands of others as well??? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yet the only organic milk on the shelf came from thousands of miles away.&amp;nbsp; So begrudgingly, I  bought it, even though I'm also on a local foods kick, because it's more  environmentally sound, and even though it was a little more expensive. I felt a little discouraged and wondered if these big companies would even care whether or not I buy their poisoned milk when everybody else is too lazy to care.&amp;nbsp; But I stood my ground and bought the more expensive out-of-state imported milk to let these companies know that they can't have my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT WAIT!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Here's the punchline!&amp;nbsp; Last week I went to the same store and we needed more milk, so I went over to the dairy section and was to grab the same Iowa brand.&amp;nbsp; It just so happened that there was a store employee there stocking the milk shelves and she overheard the pyrate and I discussing how ridiculous it was that there was no California produced organic milk available.&amp;nbsp; The stock lady butted in our conversation suddenly with a cheerful smile, and informed us that she just filled an entire shelf with organic milk from California cows with no hormone treatment.&amp;nbsp; She said this was a new shipment and the first of its kind that she'd seen in that store from not just California dairies, but from SOUTHERN California dairies all within 100 miles of our neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My little consumer stand for what I believe in DID make a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, when added together with others in my community who obviously also made some sort of a stand and boycotted the milk from hormone treated cows!!!&amp;nbsp; This was an exciting moment, and I'm just talking about a carton of milk here in one store, in one city.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;There is so much more to be done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste a moment more of your time with my babbling on about milk.&amp;nbsp; This video is not about milk, it's about living.&amp;nbsp; Please, do me the favor and watch this video all the way through to the end with an open heart, then afterwards share this blog with your friends on all your social network accounts, through your emails, and however else you can.&lt;br /&gt;Please share it with your children because it is their world that is being affected, so they should be involved, like the pyrate, who is, for example in charge of recycling, composting, and making sure the doggone re-usable grocery bags get returned to the car for the next visit to the store.&lt;br /&gt;Make a difference in your own life and that of those you care for and share what you know and do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;Just scroll to the bottom of this page, and stop my music player then come back here and click the"story of stuff" link below to start the video! &lt;br /&gt;Much love, and Happy Earth Day!!&amp;nbsp; Brig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gLBE5QAYXp8" id="aptureLink_JXYyjbc9Ib" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;the story of stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;****************** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S9CCkWYXnUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4NH_4tKoEiw/s1600/CooknDine2web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S9CCkWYXnUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4NH_4tKoEiw/s640/CooknDine2web.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S9CCqgW8FcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KkFBgXolmtU/s1600/flyer_web_4_29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S9CCqgW8FcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KkFBgXolmtU/s400/flyer_web_4_29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1623252632829548699?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1623252632829548699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-of-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1623252632829548699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1623252632829548699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-of-stuff.html' title='The Story of Stuff.'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S9CCkWYXnUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4NH_4tKoEiw/s72-c/CooknDine2web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5264568100346655282</id><published>2010-04-19T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:14:10.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enterprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>A Movie in the Making...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Be a part of this very special project headed up by my friend, singer/songwriter/score composer/film director (yes, and so much more)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patsy Moore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*You'll need to scroll to the bottom of my blog page and turn off my music player there.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11032956&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11032956&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11032956"&gt;A REAL FEEL-GOOD PIECE OF WORK&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/patsymoore"&gt;Patsy Moore&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5264568100346655282?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5264568100346655282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/04/movie-in-making.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5264568100346655282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5264568100346655282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/04/movie-in-making.html' title='A Movie in the Making...'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-42426341007387839</id><published>2010-04-18T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:19:24.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international flavors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meals under $20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Hot Wings Mexicana!  Ole!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, no picture for this one, but let me just tell you, this was an absolute improvised meal this evening.&amp;nbsp; Marinated and grilled chicken wings drenched in the combined flavor of lime, tequila, cilantro, and salsa verde.&amp;nbsp; You will LOVE these wings if you love hot wings, and my wings are healthier, made from fresh, flavorful, organic ingredients.&amp;nbsp; You may never feel the same about traditional hot wings once you try these, spicy, tart, finger licking good wings. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Players&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 pounds of organic, free range, vegetarian fed, hormone free &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicken Wings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The juice of 4 &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Limes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; 5 cloves of fresh &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Garlic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 1 bunch of fresh &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cilantro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (about 1 cup chopped coarsely, stems discarded).&amp;nbsp; 4 tbsps of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olive Oil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; 1/2 cup of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tequila&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; 1 16 oz container of fresh &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salsa Verde &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(from the refrigerator deli section of your local grocer... I like to get it from a latino foods store such as Vallarta if possible.) 1/3 cup organic, raw &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Honey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; 1 tbsp. spicy &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mexican Hot Sauce &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(such as Cholula, Pico Pica, etc... NO TABASCO!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instructions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wash wings well, and allow to drain on paper towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Add lime juice, garlic, cilantro, olive oil, tequila and salsa verde together in a food processor and process til well blended and the cilantro is finely minced and incorporated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Place the wings in a container and pour the marinade over them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cover and refrigerate for at least an hour.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grill wings over medium to low heat, basting occasionally with the retained marinade, until skins are nice and brown and crispy, and the meat begins to pull away from the end of the bone on the drummettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remove wings to a platter or shallow ad wide serving bowl.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In a medium sauce pan, bring remaining marinade to a boil over medium heat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Add honey, vinegar, and hot sauce, simmer over low heat for 5 minutes longer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pour this sauce over the wings and serve!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you find these to be too spicy, you can serve these with a cooling dip made from equal parts ranch dressing mixed to equal parts sour cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-42426341007387839?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/42426341007387839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-wings-mexicana-ole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/42426341007387839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/42426341007387839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-wings-mexicana-ole.html' title='Hot Wings Mexicana!  Ole!'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-3093619985064162579</id><published>2010-03-31T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:25:43.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Vanilla Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7QFovjHuYI/AAAAAAAAAek/puDFOrcymxQ/s1600/DSC04834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7QFovjHuYI/AAAAAAAAAek/puDFOrcymxQ/s640/DSC04834.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All dressed up for the Pyrate's 13th birthday party!!! This full sheet version requires 6 times the recipe below.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This buttery delish cake will not disappoint.&amp;nbsp; I made it for the first time a few weeks ago for the Pyrate's birthday dinner and everyone loved it!&amp;nbsp; I filled it with sun-sweet fresh organic strawberries and bavarian cream using vegetable gelatin instead of traditional gelatin, and a butter cream frosting on the outside with a few drops of organic vegetable food colors to represent the concrete color of the "skate park".&amp;nbsp; The sprinkles are from a local cake decorating supply store... they are simply gold, silver, and dark green sugar crystals.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can frost or glaze this cake however you like, or not at all!&amp;nbsp; It's wonderful on its own, or even with a few berries macerated in a tablespoon or so of demerara sugar to release their juice and make a light syrup.&amp;nbsp; As I was decorating this cake we snacked on the uneven edges I'd trimmed off before frosting. De-lish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7QPmsc93-I/AAAAAAAAAes/t4jVEYnlvWE/s1600/DSC01948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7QPmsc93-I/AAAAAAAAAes/t4jVEYnlvWE/s640/DSC01948.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The best cake recipes I've had usually call for cake flour which basically is bleached all purpose flour that has been sifted 7 times, so to stay on point, I took my&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; unbleached &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;flour through a sifter 7 times.&amp;nbsp; It only took a couple minutes to do this and the light fluffy texture of the cake is worth the effort.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This recipe is for two 9 inch round cake layers.&amp;nbsp; For the double decker full sheet cake I made above we multiplied this recipe by three for each layer so a total of 6 times the recipe. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Unless you have a restaurant style kitchen setup I don't recommend trying to do more than a triple batch of batter at once.&amp;nbsp; You can easily end up over mixing and your cake will be like a brick!&amp;nbsp; DON'T DO IT!!&amp;nbsp; You'll be sorry if you go to all the trouble to make those huge layers and discover it's dry and tough and not like you want it.&amp;nbsp; Stick with 3 or less multiplied batches at a time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here we go!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VANILLA BIRTHDAY CAKE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The players:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 3/4 cups &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unbleached Organic White Flour&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sifted 7 times. 2 tsp &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baking Powder.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 1/4 tsp &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sea Salt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 1/2 cups &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unsalted Organic Butter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; 1 cup &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Turbinado, Demerara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Evaporated Cane Juice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 Organic free range brown &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eggs, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;whites and yolks separated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; 1 tsp pure &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanilla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; extract. 1/2 cup Organic 2 %&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Milk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 1/8 tsp &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cream of Tartar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The plan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees and generously butter two 9 inch round cake pans.&amp;nbsp; Line the bottom of pans with parchment paper then butter paper as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Sift together flour, baking powder, and salt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. In an electric mixer bowl, beat butter til soft.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Add 3/4 of sugar to butter and beat again til fluffy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Add yolks 1 at a time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Add vanilla and beat til combined.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Add flour and milk alternately in 3 additions beginning and ending with flour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. In another bowl, whisk egg whites til foamy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Add cream of tartar &amp;amp; beat whites til soft peaks form.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. Gradually add the rest of the sugar to egg whites and beat til stiff peaks form. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. Fold about a third of the whites into the batter to lighten up the batter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11. Fold in another third til just mixed in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12. Fold in the rest of the whites into the batter being careful not to over mix.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;13. Fill pans and smooth the surfaces with an offset spatula.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14. Bake on the center rack in your preheated oven for about 15 minutes then check with a toothpick in the center.&amp;nbsp; If it comes out clean it's done. &lt;/div&gt;15.&amp;nbsp; Cool in pan at least half an hour before inverting onto rack to cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-3093619985064162579?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/3093619985064162579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/vanilla-birthday-cake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3093619985064162579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3093619985064162579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/vanilla-birthday-cake.html' title='Vanilla Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7QFovjHuYI/AAAAAAAAAek/puDFOrcymxQ/s72-c/DSC04834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5740164829519864178</id><published>2010-03-30T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:40:41.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music biz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><title type='text'>Deacon Fielder Strikes Again...Boston Fielder and his Muthawit Orchestra</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KhNyUb2NI/AAAAAAAAAec/5rYd3T_JpN0/s1600/BostonWasted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KhNyUb2NI/AAAAAAAAAec/5rYd3T_JpN0/s400/BostonWasted.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I came to be acquainted with the inimitable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/muthawit" id="aptureLink_VME4pmb5Mv"&gt;Boston Fielder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; about half a decade ago, believe it or not, on Myspace.&amp;nbsp; I'd been writing a blog there while promoting my music and building up a following which consisted of myspacers worldwide.&amp;nbsp; We were mutual fans of each others music.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;At some point I'd posted a blog chronicling a particularly challenging period in my journey and the next day, in my inbox there was this message from him... It was raw, straightforward, scolding, as if he'd ordained himself an authority on the subject of Brig Feltus, and it was a profound moment for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm telling you this up front because there's no use in pretending to be unbiased when it comes to Boston Fielder, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3IiTcVQIunU" id="aptureLink_776sANiwzv"&gt;Muthawit Orchestra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;, or Underground Railroad Broadcasting Alternatives, aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwdm1JmdY00" id="aptureLink_ISVEzTPIjK"&gt;URB ALT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have been devoted friends for longer than linear time can define.&amp;nbsp; We knew each other in another lifetime even.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure of it.&amp;nbsp; I am a proud member of the URB ALT Family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KfLTpxsEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ot1sTJTqFAg/s1600/3305_75457457163_834077163_1602876_6346620_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KfLTpxsEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ot1sTJTqFAg/s320/3305_75457457163_834077163_1602876_6346620_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm telling you up front because though this is meant to spread the word about the art this man creates, it is unabashedly personal.&amp;nbsp; Let my honesty about this fact represent my confidence that what you will experience will more than justify my love of all things Muthawit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;So by all means, explore for yourself when you're done here.&amp;nbsp; You'll find me to be an honest report on the virtues of the man and his art.&amp;nbsp; I am confident of that much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;The music of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/muthawit"&gt;Muthawit Orchestra&lt;/a&gt; will not be contained in the structure of conventional musical genre descriptions.&amp;nbsp; But, oh... it is in every way music, encompassing all genres and none all at once... neo-classic, jazz, rock, funk, bluegrass, gospel, experimental, metal, psychedelic, blues, electronica...and it's own indescribable something-or-other which can only be experienced and never explained.&amp;nbsp; You can forget about trying to put this man's art into a box and tying it up in a nice neat bow.&amp;nbsp; If there is any thematic, that be it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;You will be challenged.&amp;nbsp; You will be challenged to free your mind, to let go of your own preconditioning, break loose of the chains of stereotype, archetype, and cultural characterization.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Muthawit orchestra's sound is beautiful noise that will touch your most guttural conscience and your most ethereal dream scapes as well.&amp;nbsp; It is frightening and sexy and comforting and confusing truth all wrapped up in compositions you can relate to despite your own conditioning.&amp;nbsp; If you are afraid of your tail feathers shaking, do not listen.&amp;nbsp; If you are afraid of arousal, do not listen.&amp;nbsp; If you fear your own emotions, this is not music for you.&amp;nbsp; Go and have a cup of tea and carry on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Every time I listen to this music I rejoice.&amp;nbsp; lol... I choose my friends wisely, you see...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;URB ALT is also Mr. Fielder's brainchild... a community of artists, filmmakers, photographers, poets, musicians, and their admiring relatives and friends, all attempting to live on the cutting edge of free thought and inspiration.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For me personally it has been a place where I can get to know others like me... alternative thinkers who don't quite fit the manufactured grooves of this groupthink society we all live in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He will say differently but for me it is a movement, by pure definition of the term.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You see, I have been moved more than once since becoming a member of URB ALT.&amp;nbsp; Movement is the nature of the beast!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#996633" flashvars="backgroundColor=0x996633&amp;amp;textColor=0x330033&amp;amp;config=http%3A%2F%2Furbalt.ning.com%2Fmain%2Fbadge%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fxg_source%3Dbadge%26size%3Dlarge%26username%3D1yww09cxjqpng" height="242" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" scale="noscale" src="http://static.ning.com/socialnetworkmain/widgets/index/swf/badge.swf?v=201003221300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="206" wmode="opaque"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbalt.ning.com/"&gt;Visit &lt;i&gt;URB ALT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Boston's orchestra ensemble Muthawit releases its next album soon and I am honored to have been one of the first to hear its jewels pre-mastering and I couldn't wait til the proper time, so I'm telling you all about it now and getting a jump on all the promotional hype that's coming down the road closer to release date.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;As far as I'm concerned, the character of the artist will tell you a lot about their art.&amp;nbsp; This man is extraordinary in every way that I know him, and has many layers of depth, not to be digested all at once.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Being his friend is a constant temptation to be greedy. There's stuff I just intuitively know about him but don't have to think about most of the time because it's beneath the surface.&amp;nbsp; His surfaces, when you meet him, are slow, and easy going, and gentle, just like his southern drawl.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;But don't be deceived.&amp;nbsp; Every now and then he says something or does something and I'm reminded about that other stuff beneath his skin... things that can be intimidating when one considers to look straight on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;(Do you think people understand you? &lt;i&gt;Not really. If they did they'd run...)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I gotta look with sunglasses, because he's like the sun.&amp;nbsp; Most know the sun is strong, so we resist the urge to look at it straight on.&amp;nbsp; The timid don't bother looking at all, won't even stand naked in its rays for fear of getting cancer, and in the process end up with vitamin deficiencies because of it. The foolish, in their greed, forget and try to look straight into it, and end up with scorched corneas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;That's what he's like.&amp;nbsp; Seductive ease on the surface, and raging nuclear energy underneath!&amp;nbsp; His music is evidence of all that stuff beneath the surface, organized a bit, and recorded for posterity, which is a good thing because his sub-surface stuff evidently doesn't like repeat it self in order to keep you on your toes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;As if to prove my point, while I was writing this last bit a minute ago Fielder emailed me a disclaimer warning me not to hold him to his answers because he plans to contradict himself regularly over the next few months... Schizophrenia Convenia he calls it apparently.. ( one of a thousand Bostonisms I've had the pleasure of cracking up over all these years.)&amp;nbsp; THEN&amp;nbsp; a minute or two later, a post-post-disclaimer requesting to add Igor Stravinsky, Samuel R. Delany, and Jack Kirby to his influence list... Did I ask for an influence list? Perhaps he was referring to his heroes... Uncle Baldy, and Co...&amp;nbsp; He also informed me that this is one of a handful (literally) of interviews he's ever allowed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What? I haven't said much of anything about the new album? Perhaps you should go back and read this posting again and pay attention this time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's an appetizer on URB ALT's Sampler Dos which was just made available (for free!!) recently.&amp;nbsp; Come back after the interview and click the link to get to it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbalt.ning.com/profiles/blogs/urb-alt-samplerdos-is-here-and"&gt;URB ALT Sampler Dos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Other than that?&amp;nbsp; You'll just have to wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KePBsVdWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/1aniDzsmH5Q/s1600/URBALTSamplerDosFront.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KePBsVdWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/1aniDzsmH5Q/s640/URBALTSamplerDosFront.jpg" width="616" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Below is a quicky email interview I sprung on him today without warning.&amp;nbsp; These are his off-the cuff answers.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Boston for your friendship, for your music, for your wisdom, and for your most admirable existence!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May your purse reach you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is Muthawit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A loving homage to my elders,  peers, children and folks who use common sense.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When did you start Muthawit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I was 7 years  old.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was your inspiration for its creation?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My  grandmother's singing voice and my grandfather's speaking voice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the Urb Alt Movement?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Following the North  Star is a movement that inspires me personally but I wouldn't call URB ALT a  movement. &amp;nbsp;The financial component would make that hypocrisy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes the Urb Alt Movement important in these  times?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know that URB ALT is important. &amp;nbsp;Is making people feel good  about themselves and others enough to say that it's important?  &amp;nbsp;Hmm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you compare Urb Alt with other movements in  music history?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pouring glass as slowly as possible into a pitcher.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What kind of people are participating in your  movement?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;People who probably don't consider it a movement because movements  tend to have a head, the head is lopped off by history and then it dies, is  placed in a museum or cryogenically frozen in a state of  mediocrity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who are your musical heroes past and present day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uncle Baldy, Marvin Gaye, Alice Coltrane and that old dude who used to sit on  the front row of the church is Tupelo and chanted "Yap, Yeah, Yap, Yeah" during  Reverend Pulliam's sermon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In 10 lines of PROSE or less, describe your musical  compositions in poem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Beauty. Booty. Baby. Bounty. BOOM."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you think people understand you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not really.  &amp;nbsp;If they did they'd run.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does being understood matter to you on a personal  level?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;It means everything and nothing. &amp;nbsp;Too much to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does it (being understood)matter to the successful spreading of the  music?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Only if the music is good does it matter and even then pirates will  hijack it on the seas of change before the purse reaches the hands of the  chosen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you believe your art contributes to the  world?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Joyful cacophony and a good reason to get out of bed or stay in bed  depending on the situation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there a subject matter you are afraid to write  about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there a subject matter you love to write about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the&amp;nbsp;story behind&amp;nbsp;your new album's title Men  and Women?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The death of individualism, the rise of the IRS in the  micromechanics of governing and the joy of watching tadpoles swim  downstream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was the most joyful moment in creating the  music on this album?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mixing PMS Junkie. &amp;nbsp;It was a bloody good  time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What challenges did you face in making this album? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenant revolt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is your music influenced by any esoteric or  ethereal experiences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mainly dead people who walk with us and share our  experiences. &amp;nbsp;They like to dance and eat popcorn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you have any experiences of  transcendance&amp;nbsp;during the creation of the music on Men and Women?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If so, explain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &amp;nbsp;I got regular sleep for the first time in well over a year due to roommate  overhaul. &amp;nbsp;It released a torrent of positively kinetic  energy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which song is your favorite and why? What's it  about? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;My favorite didn't make the album cause it hasn't been written yet.  &amp;nbsp;It'll be the greatest song ever written in history. &amp;nbsp;Better than anything  Lennon and McCartney or Liberace could produce on their best day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When  will the album be available in stores? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;May 9th. &amp;nbsp;Mutha's  Day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are your thoughts on overcoming incomplete paradigms in life? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A  paradigm by nature is complete. &amp;nbsp;It's a simple signpost of change that has  served it's purpose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you dreaming up for  the near future artistically? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Children.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you dreaming up for the near future  personally?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Protection&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5740164829519864178?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5740164829519864178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/deacon-fielder-strikes-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5740164829519864178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5740164829519864178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/deacon-fielder-strikes-again.html' title='Deacon Fielder Strikes Again...Boston Fielder and his Muthawit Orchestra'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S7KhNyUb2NI/AAAAAAAAAec/5rYd3T_JpN0/s72-c/BostonWasted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5857473318399244266</id><published>2010-03-30T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:47:43.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african american history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackness'/><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>CAN YOU STILL LOVE ME IF WE DISAGREE ON SOME FUNDAMENTAL LEVEL? &lt;br /&gt;Love is one of life's basic principles of effective living.  &lt;br /&gt;We must love each other, even as we hate deplorable behavior.  It takes  discipline.&lt;br /&gt;So now, what of your neighbor, or the driver who cut you off on the  freeway, the teacher you cant seeme to please, or the head of the NRA?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but my body is made up of dna that was born in a  place known to be the very womb of the human race...&lt;br /&gt;I am born into this world from a sacred origin, and there is no deed, no  offens, no ill word that can sully my holy title!&lt;br /&gt;I am God's child, my very atoms passed through vessels of the spirits of  my ancestors, born of the land Africa, thus so am I!&lt;br /&gt;My ability to love, be loyal, be honorable, be responsible, work hard,  be honest, do not depend on the actions of others. &lt;br /&gt;I manifest these things because they represent that sacred identity in  me, the pure that transcends this body and its mind engine.&lt;br /&gt;Do you see your reflection?  In the darkest of battles, love is the  sharpest of swords, the atomic neutralizer, the great peacemaker. &lt;br /&gt;Today, and every day, I encourage you to LOVE.  &lt;br /&gt;Yourself, others, no matter the situation, let your actions be lead by  love.  &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow?  Honesty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5857473318399244266?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5857473318399244266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5857473318399244266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5857473318399244266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5078311508119442162</id><published>2010-03-24T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:57:00.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music biz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><title type='text'>Brig Feltus Live at Little Temple 4/29</title><content type='html'>So, next show on the calendar!!&amp;nbsp; Hope to see you there if you're in town!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6rsp50D6EI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Vd3R3c7_FNQ/s1600/flyer_web_4_29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6rsp50D6EI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Vd3R3c7_FNQ/s640/flyer_web_4_29.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5078311508119442162?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5078311508119442162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/brig-feltus-live-at-little-temple-429.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5078311508119442162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5078311508119442162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/brig-feltus-live-at-little-temple-429.html' title='Brig Feltus Live at Little Temple 4/29'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6rsp50D6EI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Vd3R3c7_FNQ/s72-c/flyer_web_4_29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-2499765329237575087</id><published>2010-03-23T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:01:43.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyrate matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>The Pyrate Turns 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6k8x-edzwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Kgb2hx7jLtc/s1600-h/DSC04850b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6k8x-edzwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Kgb2hx7jLtc/s640/DSC04850b.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;So, on this past Friday, the Pyrate turned 13... I am officially the mother of a teenager.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; There have been moments over this last year when he spoke to me and that newly acquired deep toned voice shocked me... made me feel pangs of longing for the squeak I was so accustomed to.&amp;nbsp; But as life would have it, things do indeed change... My son, sweet, kind, funny, patient, and super-smart... is becoming a young man, facial hair and all.&amp;nbsp; Yikes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6k-lz0PrdI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gBqHuyhSYPM/s1600-h/DSC04834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6k-lz0PrdI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gBqHuyhSYPM/s640/DSC04834.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6k-0NIEWJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/W3PN-HP35D8/s1600-h/DSC04825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6k-0NIEWJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/W3PN-HP35D8/s640/DSC04825.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;We spent the entire weekend celebrating with family and friends, starting with Friday evening.&amp;nbsp; I made his cake during the day... an organic creation: vanilla cake with bavarian cream and fresh strawberry filling, with buttercream frosting and a skater dude theme, made from scratch and decorated by hand, like I do every year!&amp;nbsp; (recipe will come in a later posting this week)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;The cake was a big hit when presented at the end of dinner!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know there'll come a day in the near future when I won't be able to do this for him because he'll be off somewhere on an ocean somewhere saving a shark or something... so I'm enjoying these times while I still have them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lBQ14gI7I/AAAAAAAAAdE/YNBODDelKbE/s1600-h/DSC04838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lBQ14gI7I/AAAAAAAAAdE/YNBODDelKbE/s200/DSC04838.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;The evening's dinner celebration included 35 family members and close friends, and both the Pyrate and I were so moved by how many showed up.&amp;nbsp; The chain of tables the restaurant put together was so long you had to either call via phone or actually get up and walk to the other end to talk to someone there.&amp;nbsp; We had good food, lots of laughs and fun all around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lBbAh4pwI/AAAAAAAAAdM/fbDQ74Q0x7k/s1600-h/DSC04845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lBbAh4pwI/AAAAAAAAAdM/fbDQ74Q0x7k/s320/DSC04845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was highlighted by the Pyrate reading a speech he wrote about coming of age, and his views of his life past, present, and future.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've included it below because it was too loud in the restaurant for the people at the other end of the table to actually hear what he was saying, and also there are others who couldn't be there who the Pyrate would love to share this speech with.&amp;nbsp; So at the end of this post is that speech.&amp;nbsp; My son, he amazes me... to no end, how thoughtful and conscious he is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lEcRlUMyI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Ym0REjhaxn8/s1600-h/DSC04896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lEcRlUMyI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Ym0REjhaxn8/s640/DSC04896.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lCjO4X5_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/YrT2t9xxHh0/s1600-h/DSC04864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lCjO4X5_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/YrT2t9xxHh0/s640/DSC04864.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lCv5_bW-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/dHm2bSduXIU/s1600-h/DSC04863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lCv5_bW-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/dHm2bSduXIU/s320/DSC04863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, three of his closest friends slept over and we got up early the next morning and went to a really cool skate park where we met up with the Pyrates cousins.&amp;nbsp; We spent the whole day there!&amp;nbsp; I made sandwiches:&amp;nbsp; turkey/avocado/spinach, curry chicken salad, and salami/sopressato with cherry preserves vinaigrette, (all recipes coming later this week) on artisan breads bought at a local bakery the day before... organic kettle chips, kashi chocolate chip cookies, and a fruit punch I made from cranberry juice, cherry juice, and fresh squeezed lemons. (recipes later this week).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lDaInkitI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ra_UKQfzHUk/s1600-h/DSC04865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lDaInkitI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ra_UKQfzHUk/s640/DSC04865.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;The boys had a ball, skating their butts off.&amp;nbsp; It was interesting to watch them overcome their fears and try tricks they hadn't tried before, and how they supported each other, cheering each other on, making sure no one got left behind.&amp;nbsp; Very impressive.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed that my son has such cool friends as these young men.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lDqgXrKGI/AAAAAAAAAds/HqnJF_bqYN8/s1600-h/DSC04884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lDqgXrKGI/AAAAAAAAAds/HqnJF_bqYN8/s640/DSC04884.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lEwLcWJAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/p9KU_-3wKEc/s1600-h/DSC04895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6lEwLcWJAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/p9KU_-3wKEc/s320/DSC04895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a fantastic day!&amp;nbsp; The sun was shining, there was a gentle breeze, the spring flowers were blooming... The grown ups played frisbee and entertained each other with silly jokes.&amp;nbsp; I think I might be doing a few more picnics during the warm seasons this year... I had a lot of fun!&amp;nbsp; That is, until the gangsta squirrels decided to eat our precious leftover birthday cake!!!!!&amp;nbsp; ARRRRGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;So, that's how it was.&amp;nbsp; I survived this better than I thought I would.&amp;nbsp; I only cried once, and that was out of the pride swelling up inside me as the Pyrate read his speech at dinner.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another birthday past.&amp;nbsp; The weekend was over... his friends gone home...&amp;nbsp; back to life... open house at school tonight....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Meanwhile, the Pyrate's coming of age speech :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maxim Abraham-Klaus Feltus Adamec Recke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;March 19, 1997. Appx. time: 13:00 Pacific Time. I was born. I am the child of Brigette Ruenette Feltus and Andre Recke. This was the beginning of my life. My mother’s cultural history, African American and Native American in heritage, dates back several generations here in America… the last two here in Los Angees.&amp;nbsp; My father’s story is new to this country, since he moved here just before I was born, and he grew up in a small town in the country side of Bavaria, Germany.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I think that I represent the American part of my heritage more than my German side, one of the largest reasons being that I live in the U.S., so I do not speak much German. I haven’t spent much time there, so I don’t know much about the rest of the German culture.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was born into a family filled with creative people. I have relatives that have a myriad of professions, from muralists to singers in bands. My mother was the latter of the two, was also once a makeup artist and hairstylist, then a singer/songwriter, and soon an author of her own cookbook!&amp;nbsp; My father is a manager in the music industry, where he has helped many artists to go after their dreams, and he is also a very good bass guitarist.&amp;nbsp; My grandparents are also artistic.&amp;nbsp; My granny plays piano, writes music, and teaches young people to play.&amp;nbsp; My paw paw is an amazing cartoonist, sculptor, and landscape architect.&amp;nbsp; Both of my great grandmothers were creative, one played piano, and was a sought after seamstress, the other a poet and writer.&amp;nbsp; Even my Opa in Germany is pretty crafty with his hands, having made many of the toys my dad played with as a boy… My family’s creativity encourages me to express my talent like the rest of my relatives. It was inevitable that I would be a very creative person. I love music, art, and science. I wish to create and advance the worlds of all three someday.&amp;nbsp; I am on my way now in my everyday life while I draw, practice guitar and saxophone, and study the field of marine biology. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I think that I have some good qualities as a human being. I can see from many different points of view, yet I have a mind of my own and can think for myself. I also think that I am very intelligent and a fast learner. I think that I am fun to be around. I want to be honest, too, but sometimes I worry about what people will think of me if I tell the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I wish to be the one that doesn’t blend in, the one that doesn’t bend to the seeming force of peer pressure. I want be original, authentically me.&amp;nbsp; I want to do the best that I can, even though sometimes I don’t show it. But now that I look back on my mistakes, most of them could have been avoided. And I don’t want to be the one who had a lot of potential, but never gets anywhere. I believe that that would be a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love many things. I love my mother, my father, my stepfather and my stepmom Andreas and Shauney, my family, my best friends. I love the ocean, and everything in it. I have no idea why I love the ocean so much. I guess it’s one of those things that is just branded into your brain. I guess it might be because the ocean is the closest thing to pure life and harmony that we can get here on this planet.&amp;nbsp; I think it’s interesting that we know more about outerspace than we do about something on our own planet, the ocean.&amp;nbsp; Most of the earth’s organisms live in the ocean, including a lot of the oxygen producing plants on earth.&amp;nbsp; I plan to explore these things for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;I love my parents. They have stuck with me through hard times, especially my mother. I think its because she knows what its like to grow up mostly without a father in her home. She has always taken care of me, making sure to raise me right. She is always there when I’m feeling down. I love my mom.&amp;nbsp; I love my dad too.&amp;nbsp; He’s a really good person, fun to be around, and he works hard&amp;nbsp; so that I can have a good life.&amp;nbsp; I love my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I believe in many things. I believe in peace on earth, and an end to world hunger. I also believe that some religions do not truly grasp the entire concept of the universe, and teach everyone that if it isn’t mentioned in whatever holy book that religion might follow, its not possible. What about the flight of man? A few hundred years ago, Christians thought that the flight of man was blasphemy and anyone who tried to achieve this feat was a devil-worshipper. But now that we have planes, we all know that the church isn’t right about everything. I do believe in God, but I do not believe anything about&amp;nbsp; the corrupt aspects of any organized religion.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Today is just the beginning of another chapter in my life. It will be hard sometimes, but I want to make it through with a smile on my face. I want to be that kid who stood out, the one who refused to give in to negativity. I believe that I will succeed in changing the world, in some substantial way. &lt;br /&gt;When I get older, I want to change the world. I want to try and open peoples’ eyes to pollution and the fact that the human race will cease to exist if we continue on this path of destruction, along with the rest of our fellow organisms. There are many living things suffering in the world. I also want to help to save the ones who need help. I want to be a part of the revolution that changes how people think about the earth in general forever.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I owe the fact that I have such a good life to a lot of people. For example, my teachers and my whole gigantic family. They are the reason that I am who I am today, even though I might think they are just giving me a hard time. I know I’ll look back and thank them all. So I’m just gonna get it over with now while I have the chance.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to all of you and those who are not here for all the ways you have made my life a good one so far.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed and I thank God for you all. &lt;br /&gt;My mom always reminds me that today, already while I’m still very young, I can already make a difference by setting an example with my friends, by being kind, helpful, productive, and thoughtful.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it’s not easy to be all those things, especially when you come int contact with so many people not trying to be those things.&amp;nbsp; But I try anyway.&amp;nbsp; It’s challenging because there’s a price for all of this.&amp;nbsp; I often stand out like a sore thumb and kids sometimes make fun of me.&amp;nbsp; But I just try to remember what everyone who really matters tells me… No one can define who I am, but me.&amp;nbsp; There is a poem by William Ernest Henley called Invictus.&amp;nbsp; My mom shared it with me recently.&amp;nbsp; Apparently Nelson Mandela would recite this poem daily to himself when he was all those years in prison work camps.&amp;nbsp; Maybe this will help me like it helped him to remember that I am the captain of my own destiny.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Invictus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Out of the night that covers me,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black as the Pit from pole to pole,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thank whatever gods may be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For my unconquerable soul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have not winced nor cried aloud.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Under the bludgeonings of chance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My head is bloody, but unbowed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looms but the Horror of the shade,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And yet the menace of the years&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It matters not how strait the gate,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How charged with punishments the scroll.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am the master of my fate:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am the captain of my soul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-2499765329237575087?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/2499765329237575087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/pyrate-turns-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2499765329237575087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2499765329237575087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/pyrate-turns-13.html' title='The Pyrate Turns 13'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S6k8x-edzwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Kgb2hx7jLtc/s72-c/DSC04850b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-2339727755455935660</id><published>2010-03-15T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:59:32.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook &apos;n dine w/brig feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmer&apos;s market diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impress your lover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Cook 'n Dine with Brig Feltus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What happens when you learn how capitalism has completely corrupted the way we eat in this country?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; You buy less processed foods.&amp;nbsp; You stop feeding your kids fast food.&amp;nbsp; You start educating yourself, and you try to cook more.&amp;nbsp; You buy fresh produce and meats from the supermarket and prepare them yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53nE7hfZSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xxMXHcSisvY/s1600-h/DSCN2428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53nE7hfZSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xxMXHcSisvY/s320/DSCN2428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you safe then?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, no, it seems the horrifying truth is no.&amp;nbsp; Even if you do these things you are exposing your body to foods riddled with&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; pesticides, genetical engineering, chemical fertilizers, hormones, and antibiotics.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; That's just for starters.&amp;nbsp; The horror story gets worse because beyond these very tangible and obvious crimes against humanity, we are purchasing meats that come from animals raised in the most atrociously unnatural conditions in the name of mass production and high yield.&amp;nbsp; Animals are being fed foods they would never normally eat because those foods are cheaper, and because those foods manipulate the animal's metabolism, making them grow faster... up to 3 times what they would have without any manipulation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Produce is plucked green and unripe before the sun has gifted it with the nutrients, color, and flavor, just so that it can survive its journeys to far away places where that produce may not be growing at that time of year.&amp;nbsp; It's often treated with chemical gases once arrived, so as to create artificial ripeness.&amp;nbsp; This is why fruit from a tree in your yard tastes so different from fruit bought at your local big chain supermarket.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We eat this food without knowing...&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; thinking if we cook fresh food, we're doing good by our families...&lt;/span&gt; not understanding the growth hormones given to animals is being ingested when we eat them and our children are reaching puberty at younger and younger ages because of it.... not understanding why when we buy fruit in the grocery store the flavor is so hit and miss.... not understanding that there is very little if any research to determine what the consequences are to eating genetically engineered foods.... meanwhile cancer, diabetes, autism, immune disorders, and hundreds of other ailments continue to plague us and we don't know how we get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm only so far talking about those of us who try to do good. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't even want to get into what's in all the packaged foods and fast food we eat in this country.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why the hell are we in such a hurry anyway?&amp;nbsp; Greed is killing us.&amp;nbsp; It's the other name for capitalism and convenience,&amp;nbsp; if you really think about it and it's killing us one bite at a time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I am always outraged at the way you can walk into a grocery store and there can be two seemingly identical items on a shelf, sometimes from the same corporate source, one says 'organic'&amp;nbsp; the other not.&amp;nbsp; The organic is always more expensive.&amp;nbsp; It's preposterous.&amp;nbsp; Why, after all should it cost more to get your food the old fashioned way, with less chemicals, less pesticides, less interference in general?&amp;nbsp; Shouldn't it be if we mess with it less, it would be cheaper?&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't it make sense that if the produce grew an hour drive away, it would cost less than the one imported from South America???&amp;nbsp; Well, unfortunately, the way our food system is set up, there's no way for organic to compete on a large scale.&amp;nbsp; So we reject it.&amp;nbsp; Throw our hands up and give in to the poison... We are literally drinking the koolaid and we don't even realize it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So what then?&amp;nbsp; What happens when you realize this?&amp;nbsp; Well, in my case, I had the opportunity to live in other countries where the food systems are not all about capitalism.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might be fascinated by our bright colors and shiny flashy labels, but back home in their countries they do things a little differently than we do. &lt;br /&gt;When I was living in Germany 13 years ago, there was perhaps one or two supermarkets in the cities I lived in and they weren't very popular.&amp;nbsp; Why not?&amp;nbsp; They were not needed. They were really just a novelty you could find in the really big cities where there were a lot of Americanized amenities.&amp;nbsp; That's what they call it... &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Americanized.... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shameful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, those stores were novelties, mostly marketed towards homesick expatriots living there or poor souls who somehow thought anything Americanized was cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The average person didn't go there.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't not as convenient, as inexpensive, as fresh as what they could find right outside the door to their home...&lt;br /&gt;Each little neighborhood... I'm talking about a couple of blocks square... had a butcher who got his meats from the farmer who raised it, somewhere within 30-50 miles on the outskirts of town, and he received it whole and cut it into the various cuts of meat himself on the premises and sold it within the same week... each had a produce stand (or two) where you could buy fresh fruits and vegetables grown nearby... yes, they still had bananas from south america and such, but the majority of the produce came from a farm close by... and if it was out of season, they didn't have it.... simple as that... I remember thinking to myself I must be tripping off of culture shock or something because I could have sworn that the vegetables tasted better and I didn't understand at the time why... each neighborhood had a bakery with fresh baked bread and such.... and if you wanted things like cereal or other packaged foods you'd go to a store that pretty much only sold that kind of stuff... even there, was no frosted flakes, cocoa puffs, cap'n crunch, or honey bunches of oats.... there were different sorts of whole grain cereals, oats, grits, wheat meal, muesli, and the occasional granola... there you could also buy your dairy products which came from a farm which was, again within 30-50 miles of the city you were in... Cheese could be bought there too, but you could get that fresher and better quality at the cheese monger in your neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; All of these would be within easily 5 minutes walking distance and everyone owned one of those rolling market baskets that fold up like an umbrella.&amp;nbsp; People didn't even often drive to get to these places.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53gXT8NgyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FPUjSww8iwQ/s1600-h/DSCN2411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53gXT8NgyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/FPUjSww8iwQ/s640/DSCN2411.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was customary to buy only what you'd use in the next couple of days and that was fine because you knew that at any time, on your way in from work or school you could stop through and pick up fresh items.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Foods didn't have to be advertised as organic because it was the law that they be that.&amp;nbsp; They didn't need not to be because the farmers could manage to keep up with their livestock... enough to supply just the butchers in their town, and not an entire country.&amp;nbsp; By the way the entire country is smaller than the state of texas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you&amp;nbsp; know that in America there used to be several dozen suppliers of meat?&amp;nbsp; Now there are about a handful... yes, actually less than 5 major meat suppliers in the entire country!&amp;nbsp; Do you know what that means?&amp;nbsp; These companies have streamlined the raising, feeding, and production of meat in this country in such a way that they can cost effectively supply a country that is probably 50 times the size of Germany!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can imagine the atrocities without actually seeing them with your own eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In countries abroad, the way they produce their food is more sensible, safer, less expensive, and truly, truly more convenient and NO ONE IS COMPLAINING!&amp;nbsp; Yes, logistically it means they eat less animal products than we do.&amp;nbsp; We eat too much animal products anyway... feeding the greed in us... But the truth should hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here, you can buy a cut of meat and there is no regulation that says they have to tell you if it has been treated, for example as some ground meats with fillers are, with ammonia... or to inform you of whether or not the meat is from a cloned animal.&amp;nbsp; Or whether the 3 lb chicken you're buying has been fed animal waste products mixed in its meal and&amp;nbsp; is really 2 lbs and the rest is salt water injected into it to make it look more plump.... (by the way, they're selling it to you by the pound and you're paying for that pound of salt water... basically paying to be lied to... )&amp;nbsp; Our regulations are in reverse.&amp;nbsp; There are regulations for those claiming to be organic but none saying that non-organic food producers have to disclose anything... Okay, they disclose "ingredients" but nothing about the processing, nothing about the growth, nothing about the pesticides, hormones or antibiotics... because we would be outraged!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now?&amp;nbsp; In my case, I am now slowly weening my family off of non-organic eating habits.&amp;nbsp; We are shopping farmer's markets for produce when we can and buy from the organic section in the supermarket.&amp;nbsp; We're eating less meat because it's expensive to buy free range, grass fed, hormone free, antibiotic free animal products.&amp;nbsp; We also shop at small bodega type markets which we know buy their fresh foods locally within our state.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I cook more often.&amp;nbsp; I seldom eat at fast food places anymore except in an emergency, and I try to hit up one such as Chipotle which is a known practitioner of sustainable foodsWe are not religious about all of this.&amp;nbsp; But everytime I buy food, I am conscious now.&amp;nbsp; I am aware now.&amp;nbsp; I don't ever put anything in my mouth without understanding the consequences.&amp;nbsp; It is a matter of awareness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how Cook 'n Dine with Brig Feltus was born.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to share what I'm learning with people who would listen.&amp;nbsp; We're making it fun by visiting farmer's markets, watching films, cooking together, and then dining together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53mGBrtq6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/AVZezyIcrhk/s1600-h/CooknDine2web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53mGBrtq6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/AVZezyIcrhk/s640/CooknDine2web.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53nVc3lb4I/AAAAAAAAAbc/DrW-gjwHLfk/s1600-h/DSCN2433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53nVc3lb4I/AAAAAAAAAbc/DrW-gjwHLfk/s320/DSCN2433.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first one was a great success, with a sold out attendance and raves afterward.&amp;nbsp; We went to a farmer's market, watched a film about farmers markets around the country, and then cooked a delicious Sunday Brunch style meal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53mgR8uFeI/AAAAAAAAAbM/fiebx6Gn7oQ/s1600-h/cookndine1+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S53mgR8uFeI/AAAAAAAAAbM/fiebx6Gn7oQ/s400/cookndine1+table.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This month, we'll be headed out early in the morning to a local organic farm that supplies fresh produce to high end restaurants and farmer's markets in Los Angeles county.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We'll be watching Food Inc.&amp;nbsp; and then cooking with the foods we bring back from the farm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;If you are an Los Angeles local and any of this post inspires or moves you to make a change in your own life, please join us!&amp;nbsp; Let's learn together and spread this information to others that we love.&amp;nbsp; As corruption crumbles this obscene way of life all around us, just like in other living species, only the fittest will survive.&amp;nbsp; I don't intend to be among the feeble.&amp;nbsp; I intend to be among the strong, and&amp;nbsp; I'm starting with this small baby step and I hope you'll take it with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Monthly sessions can be attended by signing up at &lt;a href="mailto:brigfeltuscookndine@earthlink.net"&gt;brigfeltuscookndine@earthlink.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also join our facebook group to stay in the loop regarding future events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=233645999509&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Co-Ed Cook 'n Dine with Brig Feltus group page on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-2339727755455935660?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/2339727755455935660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/03/cook-n-dine-with-brig-feltus.html#comment-form' title='1 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Lounge!!!'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/S43O8c9BGLI/AAAAAAAAAas/S1YxxASZONM/s72-c/flyer_web_3_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-8035505429211924375</id><published>2010-02-04T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:06:03.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Stating The Obvious Volume I</title><content type='html'>I state the obvious to remind myself to first test the simple solutions.&amp;nbsp; Here is my first collection of advice to self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If you're looking at the equation and it's not adding up, the numbers are all wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If you don't like where you are, go somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;When it's dark and it seems like you can't see the end of the road, #1 open your eyes, #2 perhaps you missed your offramp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;When it's dark and it seems like you can't see the end of the road, #1 open your eyes, #2 perhaps you missed your offramp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;When you think you have it all figured out, remember that it's all an illusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;When you feel exhausted with how long it's taking, put down one or two of those heavy bags you insist on carrying around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If you already think the answer is "no", then what do you have to lose by asking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If you're not happy with who you are, then you're not yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;You should know you're addicted to something when it costs you more than you can afford and you still don't let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;When a brick falls from the sky and hits you in the head, MOVE! don't wait for the rest of the building to fall on you too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;If you want something to grow, you have to feed it daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Before you go looking for the answer out in the world, clean out your cabinets you might already have what you're looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;The truth hurts? It may sting a bit but the devastation a lie can cause is immeasurable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;There's no one else like me, and that's just like everyone else in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Greed kills... mind, body, and spirit, but generosity creates life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;~All of the above Statements of the Obvious were written by Brig Feltus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Thankyouverymuch.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-8035505429211924375?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/8035505429211924375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/02/stating-obvious-volume-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8035505429211924375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8035505429211924375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/02/stating-obvious-volume-i.html' title='Stating The Obvious Volume I'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-4878810794508494952</id><published>2010-01-29T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:53:41.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curried Chickpeas w/Sweet Potato and Kale Recipe</title><content type='html'>Tis such a quicky that there was no time for pics.&amp;nbsp; But you can make my version of Chana Dahl, as they call it in Indian cuisine, at home with just a few ingredients.&amp;nbsp; I think this cost me about $15 to make and it's soooooo good, you'll be making it very often.&amp;nbsp; You'll see...&amp;nbsp; Cut up everything before starting and this will be done in a zip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll need: &lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons ground Cinnamon &lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon Cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon Paprika&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Extra-Hot-Reshampatti-Chili-Powder/dp/B0000D179V/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=grocery&amp;amp;qid=1264791071&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;hot indian chili powder&lt;/a&gt; (you can find this at most indian spice and sweet shops or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Extra-Hot-Reshampatti-Chili-Powder/dp/B0000D179V/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=grocery&amp;amp;qid=1264791071&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoon tumeric&lt;br /&gt;Olive Oil&lt;br /&gt;Butter&lt;br /&gt;Chickpeas- (garbanzo beans)I used canned... 4 cans.&amp;nbsp; you can make this with dried ones but you have to start the night before with soaking them in water and the cooking time will be about 2 hours at least instead of 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;1 red onion diced&lt;br /&gt;1 sweet potato diced&lt;br /&gt;4 cloves of garlic crushed &lt;br /&gt;4 tomatoes diced1 cup of vegetable broth (low sodium)&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch of Kale greens coarsely chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch of cilantro coarsely chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat a large saute pan over medium fire.&lt;br /&gt;Add your spices to the heated dry pan to toast.&amp;nbsp; This adds that slightly smokey touch to the flavors.&lt;br /&gt;Add 2 tablespoons of olive oil and 2 tablespoons of butter&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;When butter is melted and hot, add chickpeas, onion, and sweet potato.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Cook, stirring occasionally for about 10 minutes until onions are transparent.&lt;br /&gt;Add garlic, cook 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Add tomatoes and half the vegetable broth.&lt;br /&gt;Cook another 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Add remaining broth, kale, cilantro, and salt.&lt;br /&gt;Toss together, cover, and turn heat down low to simmer for about 15 minutes, or until sweet potatoes are tender,&amp;nbsp; and flavors begin to marry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Remove lid, turn heat to high, and allow some of the liquid to reduce for about 3 or 4 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;Serve hot with plain rice, couscous, or my Cinnamon and Cardamom Infused Risotto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-4878810794508494952?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/4878810794508494952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/curried-chickpeas-wsweet-potato-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/4878810794508494952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/4878810794508494952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/curried-chickpeas-wsweet-potato-and.html' title='Curried Chickpeas w/Sweet Potato and Kale Recipe'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-3602954191028530880</id><published>2010-01-26T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:58:25.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meals under $20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Garlic Lemon Chicken, Wilted Spinach, and Ravioli w/Alfredo Sauce</title><content type='html'>Sorry, there are no pictures of this.&amp;nbsp; The natives gobbled it up before I could take the pictures.&amp;nbsp; When I make it again, I will be sure to get a couple and add them here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll need the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Lemons, 4 Chicken Breasts, 2 packages of fresh Spinach (10 oz...), Dijon Mustard, 2 tablespoons of Olive Oil, 1 sprig of fresh Rosemary, 4 cloves of garlic, 1 small carton of Heavy Cream, 1/2 cup of grated Parmesano Reggiano cheese, 2 tablespoons of butter, two packages of fresh Ravioli such as Buitoni brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a container large enough to hold your 4 chicken breasts use a zesting plane to grate the zest of all three lemons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the 3 lemons and add juice w/out the seeds to the container. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add 1 teaspoon of Dijon mustard, oil, the rosemary chopped fine, the 4 cloves of garlic crushed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Mix well and coat the chicken breasts well, and leave covered in the refrigerator, for at least half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring chicken back to room temperature out of the refrigerator for at least 45 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat water for boiling your pasta, use amount of water suggested on package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat a large saute pan and add 3 tablespoons of olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oil sizzles add your chicken breasts smooth side down.&amp;nbsp; Save the marinade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook for 7 minutes or until golden brown then turn over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your water is boiling add a couple tablespoons of oil and add your ravioli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook chicken on the other side for at least 8 minutes.&amp;nbsp; It's almost done when it becomes firm when you press it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Add&amp;nbsp; the lemon juice marinade to the pan and 1/4 cup of water.&lt;br /&gt;Move the chicken breasts to the outside perimeter of the pan and pile the spinach in the middle on top of the liquid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the fire immmediately and put a lid on the pan.&lt;br /&gt;You are not cooking the spinach, just wilting it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes remove breasts from the pan and cut each one into four pieces, return to pan with spinach and lemon juice and toss together.&amp;nbsp; Replace lid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When pasta is cooked, drain immediately and discard water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same pan the pasta was cooked in, warm over medium heat, cream, parmesan, butter, 1/4 teaspoon sea salt, and about 1 tablespoon of fresh ground pepper, stirring until well blended and bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off fire, and add ravioli to alfredo sauce and toss together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To serve, put a few ravioli on the plate, then spoon a few pieces of the chicken and spinach in lemon sauce on top of the pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEElish.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-3602954191028530880?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/3602954191028530880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/garlic-lemon-chicken-wilted-spinach-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3602954191028530880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/3602954191028530880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/garlic-lemon-chicken-wilted-spinach-and.html' title='Garlic Lemon Chicken, Wilted Spinach, and Ravioli w/Alfredo Sauce'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1080253945229412900</id><published>2010-01-26T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:40:18.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>The Plight (flight) of the Polymath (butterfly)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I received a message on twitter that caused me to take pause and contemplate.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&amp;nbsp; (By the way), I thought I was a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;polymath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.you may have me beat. ;)&amp;nbsp; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I kinda knew what the word meant but I would in no way have ever held that perspective of self, so I stopped and looked up the word to make sure I understood what it meant, because, by my definition, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;he must have me confused with someone else who's a lot less disfunctional than I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often find myself stuck unable to decide what to do next.&amp;nbsp; About what?&amp;nbsp; About most anything.&amp;nbsp; It's not because I lack imagination or education, or resources.&amp;nbsp; It's not because I lack initiative. It's not because of fear of failure.&amp;nbsp; It's not because I'm depressed.&amp;nbsp; It's not because I'm lazy.&amp;nbsp; Although most of the time when I feel stuck, these things are exactly what I've been conditioned to think of myself, mostly due to being diagnosed as such throughout my life at one time or the other by well meaning grown ups who never really took the time to actually get inside my head. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Occasionally, I get up the gumption to get things done, and there's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;almost always some sort of measurable success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, in my lifetime an innumerable collection of these small successes.&amp;nbsp; But I have always put a lot more credit (or charge, as it were) towards the long periods of time in between them, when I was stuck in seemingly endless bouts of ruts asking myself "What to do, what to do?"&amp;nbsp; This has always made me feel like I lack direction... like I can't make up my mind who I am.... like a need to stop hopping around from one thing to the other and just choose something reasonable and stick to it.&amp;nbsp; But that's not who I am, so attempts to do this have always ended in disappointment and injury to my self esteem.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I used to dread anyone asking me what I do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; What should I tell them?&amp;nbsp; I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mother&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt; at the pyrate's school, I'm a hobby &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;gourmet&lt;/span&gt;...soon-to-be &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cookbook author&lt;/span&gt; and home cooking teacher, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;writer&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;vocalist&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;songwriter&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;blogger&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;former makeup artist&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;poet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm a bridge connecting many people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;painter&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;crafter&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;business partner&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;supporter of the arts&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;wife&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; to many, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;motivator&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;truth seeker&lt;/span&gt;, I'm an &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;entertainer&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Those are the things I am everyday.&amp;nbsp; On occasion, I am my family's hub, I am an activist, I am a therapist, I am a world traveler, I am a speaker of several languages, I am a healer, I am an employer...&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I could go on and on if I think about it long enough.&amp;nbsp; Most of the time I don't think about it like this.&amp;nbsp; All I see is that over the last year I didn't accomplish any of my goals from the year before... except getting married... and that feels like failure on first pass to me when i'm in a rut.&amp;nbsp; I've been as hard on myself as those who would, in the past, judge me harshly without knowing me... almost as if I don't know myself.&amp;nbsp; All those things that I am... collectively they can feel very overwhelming if I hold myself to the high expectations in my head.&amp;nbsp; When I sort of finish something or it comes to a halt for some reason, I find myself unprepared with the next thing because I've dedicated my focus on doing the one thing with some sort of grand ambition.&amp;nbsp; Then all of a sudden that space in my head is wide open, and all the other things that I am come flooding in and I realize how many things I want to be doing, should be doing, have to be doing, in order to feel authentically me, but I'm overwhelmed.&amp;nbsp; I get so overwhelmed sometimes that I can't even think about it all.&amp;nbsp; I have to just be silent and pretend like I am none of those things... don't answer my phone, don't check my mail, just shut down and allow my mind to be silent and still until the feeling passes and I can pick something to focus on... It never occurred to me that it would be okay to just be them all at once.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That's the way it is to be multi-talented I suppose....&lt;/span&gt; but I never really would have called myself this.&amp;nbsp; These many facets of me felt like indecision at best.&amp;nbsp; Most people, after all don't even understand what it means to have so many options so to them, I just look flighty.&amp;nbsp; It would be so much easier to just have one title.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newer stuff that I do is the hardest.&amp;nbsp; The music I make is good.&amp;nbsp; But I often feel like I cheated because I've not been doing it all my life.&amp;nbsp; I don't practice it for hours everyday til it's perfection.&amp;nbsp; I just do it, with some degree of organic movement and emotion.&amp;nbsp; It is an expression and not a science for me.&amp;nbsp; I expect to not get acclaim because I feel that there are so many others who work harder at it for a lot longer than I and they deserve to reap the benefits of their labor.&amp;nbsp; I can't even tell you how many times I walked into a room full of fellow artists and felt like I would be exposed for the impostor that I surely must be.&amp;nbsp; Because, how could I be a music artist AND all these other things?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other day, this message came, from a virtual stranger, a cyber friend, who doesn't know me from Joe Schmoe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought to myself "Huh?&amp;nbsp; Polymath?&amp;nbsp; Me? Yeah, right... quit yankin' my chain bro."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's what happens when you're a grown ass woman and someone pays you a compliment that seems to be a bit superfluous by definition.&amp;nbsp; You think your chain's gettin' yanked.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't respond right away because experience has also taught me to take a pause in moments like that and utilize my resources.&amp;nbsp; So I did just that and looked up the word.&amp;nbsp; Here is the wikipedia definition of the word.&amp;nbsp; Scroll over the little icon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polymath" id="aptureLink_PhdvmjdANX"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Polymath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in the first few lines of the definition, I was still convinced there was no application where this word related to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm certainly no expert at anything... &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;at least not by my own allowance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; After all, there's an artist's rendition of Leonardo Da Vinci there as an illustration.&amp;nbsp; That's a lot to live up to.&amp;nbsp; lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I read on I began to see things in the definition that actually sound a lot like me... if I put aside those judgements ordained upon me in my youth and allow for a different perspective.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a Renaissance (Wo)Man.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; That information is quite empowering in this particular moment, when I've been having one of those periods of being stuck that seems to have gone on for almost 2 years now, since just after the release of my debut album.&amp;nbsp; Which if I allow myself to be honest about it, was a huge accomplishment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ever since, I've been bumbling around doing a little bit of this and then a little bit of that, but doing nothing with any significant amount of commitment because I felt ridiculous to do so.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The wedding planning distracted me for about 8 months, but that ended very quickly when all the festivities were over.&amp;nbsp; (Another hugely successful accomplishment considering it was mostly do-it-yourself styling and planning for 250 guests...)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But now, I think I realize, this is just who I am.&amp;nbsp; I have to just give my all, to all of it, in the best way I can, and be thankful for the multiple gifts that I may enjoy including never being forced to endure boredom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes time in ones life when one must rename themselves, redefine who they are, based on who they are, and put aside all of the externally projected judgments, labels, names, and definitions one trusts in one's youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There comes a time when you must either embrace yourself, in all that you are and celebrate or resign yourself to the misery of dissatisfaction with your life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a Polymath.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Like a butterfly, I may light upon many a different flower and that may seem like "flightiness" to some, but in truth, I pollinate each petal I light upon with life and love and in those visits the world is hopefully in a small way improved for myself and others and life is perpetuated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a Renaissance (Wo)Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and I am now aware of becoming enlightened to what I must do.&amp;nbsp; I must stop allowing myself to be overwhelmed with not meeting other people's expectations, and allow myself to just DO what I do,&amp;nbsp; the best I can do it... all of it... like&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;my very own little symphony of ME&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's composition includes plans to write and produce a new cd, take a summer trip to Austria to visit the Austrian's parents, get my Cook 'n Dine sessions up and running, write a cookbook, perform live more, a trip to the UK in the fall for my cousin's wedding, the whole family getting scuba certification (which means classes and two dives), start brainstorming for the rock opera I want to write, work on some substantial health and wellness improvements, and somewhere in all of that make a baby!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;So I guess this year I'll just attempt to do it all with some astute choreography.&amp;nbsp; Let's see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1080253945229412900?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1080253945229412900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/plight-flight-of-polymath-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1080253945229412900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1080253945229412900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/plight-flight-of-polymath-butterfly.html' title='The Plight (flight) of the Polymath (butterfly)'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1635938684768334959</id><published>2010-01-15T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:31:17.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Things Change Part Two:  The Miscarriage</title><content type='html'>Please read &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-change-part-one-possibility-of.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt; before reading this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part of the story gets a little graphic, so be warned.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to leave stuff out because I want you to understand what we actually lived through.&lt;br /&gt;I showed the Austrian the test stick when he got home.&amp;nbsp; I was a ball of confusion inside.&amp;nbsp; We are still building.&amp;nbsp; I had my concerns about having a baby.&amp;nbsp; We had some more really long talks over the next 24 hours about how we would make this work, IF we would make this work.&amp;nbsp; I didn't allow myself to be immediately celebratory, because, let's face it, this wasn't planned, (At least WE weren't planning it...) and there were concerns... things that needed negotiating... things to consider.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted assurances, if not insurances, and I needed to feel this out with the Austrian, AND with the Pyrate for that matter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know, a little late... But sometimes life hits you like that.&amp;nbsp; We don't have control 100% of the time.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes there's a design that we can't see clearly.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we're distracted by other things... our own designs... or Christmas crafts and recipes... or rock concerts... You know what I mean? Of course you do.&lt;br /&gt;So we talked it out.&amp;nbsp; The Pyrate approved.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian swore up and down we could do this and that he had faith that all would be provided, including the strength and wisdom necessary to adjust where adjustments were needed.&amp;nbsp; I let myself warm up and get happy that, after 12 years believing I would only have one child, I was about to begin the process of having a second.&amp;nbsp; The three of us kept it to ourselves just then.&amp;nbsp; Spent some time just feeling it out together, fantasizing out loud about what kind of big brother the Pyrate would be, playing out scenes of the Austrian's first few times changing a diaper and how his mouth was gonna be the reason the baby's first words would very likely be profane... imagining out loud what it would be like to have the sounds and smells of a baby in the house.&amp;nbsp; We looked at baby product websites and playfully critiqued all the available models of stroller.&amp;nbsp; We decided that the next week we'd start a registry on a really cool organic baby products website.&amp;nbsp; We talked about making a webflyer to announce the news to the world.&amp;nbsp; We did all of this in the first 48 hours after the positive test result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made an appointment with my general doctor because I wanted a referral for a new Ob-Gyn.&amp;nbsp; 24 hours passed.&amp;nbsp; I started to feel worse physically.&amp;nbsp; Light cramps if I stood too fast or bent to deep.&amp;nbsp; Dizziness when I turned too fast or if something smelled to strongly.&amp;nbsp; I was getting over a cold and was coughing still from that, and suddenly during a fit of coughs felt that I was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to the hospital.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got there, the bleeding had stopped and they couldn't find anything specifically wrong.&amp;nbsp; They ran the official blood test to confirm the pregnancy, did an ultrasound, and basically sent me home with the instruction to see my regular doctor as soon as possible, and to avoid all stress or strenuous activity.&amp;nbsp; That was Thursday night, the 7th of January.&amp;nbsp; Friday I felt a bit better.&amp;nbsp; I was scheduled to see my doctor that afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Then the Pyrate had a lil' accident and we had to rush him to the same emergency room to have his lip stitched up.&amp;nbsp; Stress.&amp;nbsp; I was supposed to be avoiding stress.&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; While the doctor stitched up my son's lip, I was sitting in a chair in the same room.&amp;nbsp; The smells of antiseptic, anesthetic, and blood creeped up my nose and I broke into a sweat.&amp;nbsp; The room began to spin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The doctor was leaning over my son, sewing up his lip, and I heard him ask, "You alright?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Pyrate mumbled "Yeah" through his numb lips.&amp;nbsp; The doctor said, "I was talking to your mom. I gave her the option to wait out in the waiting room... we don't really like to have two patients at once to treat..."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was so lightheaded I thought if I don't do something I would surely pass out.&amp;nbsp; So I got up, and walked across the room and got a cup of water, then sat back down in the chair.&amp;nbsp; The swooning stopped.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was baffled.&amp;nbsp; I have never gotten the vapors in my entire life.&amp;nbsp; I have seen many disgustingly grotesque things in my life, growing up on a farm, you can't have a weak constitution.&amp;nbsp; So to be on the verge of fainting at the sight of my son's lip being sewn up was perplexing.&amp;nbsp; The doctor said it might just be because I'm pregnant and that I should get some rest when we got home.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I did.&amp;nbsp; We called our parents that night to tell them the good news, that we were going to have a baby.&amp;nbsp; We called our siblings too.&amp;nbsp; That's it.&amp;nbsp; The visit to the emergency room told us there might be complications to consider so we didn't go completely public with it just yet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The next day was quiet. That was Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I was told by my doctor to be on complete bed rest, only getting out of bed to go to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; My guys waited on me hand and foot... for the most part the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;That evening, the Austrian and I were having an argument about something that happened that day.&amp;nbsp; It was one of those things... you know, the kind that happens repeatedly and gets under your skin because of the repetition.&amp;nbsp; Well, because of the fact that I was supposed to be calm, stress-free and still, the fact that this particular thing was happening in that moment was, to me, a double infraction.&amp;nbsp; So I was PISSED.&amp;nbsp; We argued.&amp;nbsp; I should not have gone there.&amp;nbsp; I should have just let it go.&amp;nbsp; It was just one of those stupid things and I should have just let it go for the sake of the baby, and my health.&amp;nbsp; I'll own that much responsibility.&amp;nbsp; I've never professed to be good at letting things go when I feel I am being wronged.&amp;nbsp; Chalk it up to that little girl spirit in me who forgets she's not a victim anymore.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I was pissed, and let him know every which way I could.&amp;nbsp; When there was silence again, I lay there next to him in bed, and within minutes felt the warmth of blood welling up between my thighs.&amp;nbsp; A sharp, hot pain shot through my lower belly like someone had stabbed me with a hot butcher knife.&amp;nbsp; Then another.&amp;nbsp; And another.&amp;nbsp; The blood was flowing stronger.&amp;nbsp; Whatever I was pissed off about suddenly disappeared.&amp;nbsp; I was doubled, curled up in a tight ball, screaming in pain, bleeding profusely.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian jumped up and ran for a towel to put between my legs, then in a panic made this motion almost like he was running in place, not knowing what to do, go this way or that... waiting for me to tell him.&amp;nbsp; I told him to get my sweats from the chair behind him and that we had to go back to the hospital immediately.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't even stand up on my own, I was in so much pain.&amp;nbsp; He had to find my sanitary napkins and figure out how to put it in my underwear.&amp;nbsp; (that would have been funny under different circumstances).&amp;nbsp; He managed to get me dressed and half-carried me down the stairs to the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the hospital is only 5 minutes drive from our house and a straight shot once you get down the hill.&amp;nbsp; He drove carefully, but ran every light.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we got there, I told him I didn't think I could walk.&amp;nbsp; He had to remove me from the car to a wheel chair this time.&amp;nbsp; My knees were buckling under me as he got me from the car to the wheel chair.&amp;nbsp; By then I was moaning, sobbing, tears running down my neck, in so much pain, I thought my head was going to explode. I couldn't see straight. I felt like I was going to have to come out of my body to get away from that pain. And the Austrian needed me.&amp;nbsp; He was distraught.&amp;nbsp; I was talking to myself, telling myself everything was going to be alright, just breath Brig, (why can't he do this without my help?) calm down Brig, just breath Brig, calm down Brig.&amp;nbsp; Every now and then interrupting this chant to give the poor panicked Austrian instructions such as, "(omg...)You're going to rip my feet off if you don't put down the foot rest on the wheelchair for my feet.&amp;nbsp; You're dragging my feet under the chair babe!! Just breath Brig, calm down Brig.&amp;nbsp; That's good babe, thank you. Just breath Brig... (why is he leaving me sitting here and running around the car in a circle like he's lost?) Leave the car and just lock it and take me in.&amp;nbsp; Just breath, calm down Brig... tell them I lost a lot of blood, babe. Just breath Brig, just breath Brig... "&amp;nbsp; The poor guy, I don't think he'd ever been in such a situation before.&amp;nbsp; It was rather harsh.&amp;nbsp; I can chuckle about it now because I know he was just completely in shock and couldn't think straight.&amp;nbsp; They took me in and started a morphine drip.&amp;nbsp; I was upset, in pain, and very much afraid.&amp;nbsp; I had the Austrian call my mother.&amp;nbsp; You better know I must have been really concerned if I called my mother to drive for an hour to come all the way up to the north valley to hold my hand.&amp;nbsp; She came.&amp;nbsp; What a relief.&amp;nbsp; Mom's a retired nurse, so she knows how to comfort.&amp;nbsp; She's a pro at it.&amp;nbsp; I was so happy to see her.&amp;nbsp; Within minutes she had me laughing and much more calm and breathing deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the pain subsided.&amp;nbsp; The same tests were run, and nothing was found.&amp;nbsp; They did an intra-vaginal ultrasound probe and a doppler procedure to listen to my fallopian tubes and ovaries to make sure that traffic was flowing freely through there.&amp;nbsp; After several hours of poking and prodding, and stabilizing my condition, the doctor came in and told me that my hormone levels seemed to be increasing in comparison to my last visit which means the pregnancy was indeed progressing.&amp;nbsp; he said, however, that it seems as though my body is rejecting the pregnancy and that it was very possible that I might miscarry.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was to see my Ob-Gyn on Monday... two days later.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, again, complete bed rest, and... NO STRESS or strenuous activity.&lt;br /&gt;The Austrian waited on me hand and foot, like I was too fragile to even lift a finger for anything after that night.&amp;nbsp; We were upset, worried, but reassuring each other that it was important to have faith and believe that everything would be okay.&amp;nbsp; I shared my situation with a circle of female friends, and to my surprise learned from their responses, that more than half of them had gone through this during pregnancy and some even got through it and had healthy babies. So we still held hope and faith that everything would be alright.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian turned into this prince of a man, with his shape-shifting self, reminding me to have faith, anytime he saw a look in my eye that resembled fear.&lt;br /&gt;The next day we would just try to get through until Monday when we could see the new Ob-Gyn doctor to find out what exactly was going on.&lt;br /&gt;The Austrian was my hero that Sunday.&amp;nbsp; My husband, sweet as he is, made me roasted chicken with herbs and orange zest, and mac n' cheese to die for.&amp;nbsp; We ate dinner and just waited. He lay next to me in bed, with his warm palm on my belly, and talked to the baby for 3 hours straight.&amp;nbsp; Telling it the story of his life, describing the town center in the little mountain village where he was born, promising to take him or her there for a visit next year, describing the fresh mountain air, the lake, the river that runs through town, listing the names of his family and describing each one's personality, telling about the little cousin Daniel who was waiting to play with him or her... I drifted in and out of sleep during this talk he had with our baby.&amp;nbsp; A peace came over me, a calm, like I was being hypnotized.&amp;nbsp; For a little while, I believed that everything was going to be alright.&amp;nbsp; That was just what I needed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, first thing, we went to see this new doctor.&amp;nbsp; He looked over the records of our 2 visits to the ER and sat down to talk to us about the results of the tests the hospital had done.&amp;nbsp; He explained that although the numbers were indeed increased between the first hospital visit and the second, they should have doubled... from 6000 to 12000 in the two days that passed between, and that by now they should be somewhere in the 30,000 range.&amp;nbsp; He said that the tests from my second hospital visit showed 7000 when it should have already shown 12000, which tells him that the baby was not developing in a normal way, well beyond just risk for birth defect, and that he didn't believe that it would continue to develop at all, but that he would run another blood test to see what the present numbers were.&amp;nbsp; He said that the bleeding was due to my body's natural defense that would not allow the embryo to continue to stay inside me if my life was in danger.&amp;nbsp; That at anytime he expected that I would miscarry and that if it didn't happen in the next few days, he recommended surgically removing it to prevent further danger to my health.&amp;nbsp; He said I would know I was miscarrying because there would be large blood clots, and some bleeding.&amp;nbsp; Blood was drawn and sent off for testing.&amp;nbsp; We went home, held each other, and cried.&amp;nbsp; Then prayed, then decided not to give up hope until we had no other option.&amp;nbsp; I updated my circle of female support online and via text, and read their words of encouragement.&amp;nbsp; This helped a lot.&amp;nbsp; We called our family members and let them know the updated status of things, and then just waited out the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited to hear from the Ob-Gyn the next day.&amp;nbsp; Andreas went in to work and waited to hear from me when the doctor called, and he should have called me in the morning on Tuesday, but he didn't.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noon rolled around, and I got out of bed to go to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; I sat on the toilet to pee, and felt a bit of cramping then two blood clots fall into the water.&amp;nbsp; I called the doctor's office and told the head nurse what happened.&amp;nbsp; She said that the miscarriage was probably starting, but that I could stay home and rest.&amp;nbsp; That I only needed to go in to the ER if I was bleeding heavier than my normal period.&amp;nbsp; Basically what's normal is one pad soaked in an hour.&amp;nbsp; She said the doctor was still in a meeting and that he would call me with the results of the test in a little while.&amp;nbsp; She said that if I pass another clot, if possible save it in a container so that they could run pathology on it.&amp;nbsp; This pregnancy was ending... just as abruptly as it began... just as I'd gotten attached to the idea.&amp;nbsp; My heart was breaking but no time for hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to bed and called Andreas and asked him to come home just in case we had to rush to the hospital.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It took him about a half an hour to get home.&amp;nbsp; By the time he got here I'd gone through 3 pads (that's 6 times what is normal according the the nurse) and was in a great amount of very familiar pain again.&amp;nbsp; I could feel another clot inside me but I didn't want to pass it alone and I knew I could not catch it by myself.&amp;nbsp; So I just lay there and waited for him to get there. When the Austrian got home, I calmly instructed him to get a plastic container from the kitchen, and explained to him what we were about to do.&amp;nbsp; He got me to the bathroom, and onto the toilet and held the container beneath me.&amp;nbsp; Then out came this enormous clot the size of a large slice of liver or a steak.&amp;nbsp; My head was spinning.&amp;nbsp; I was crying, in pain, devastated, and watching him to make sure he wasn't losing it at the same time, because one of us needed to keep a level head through this horribly grotesque trauma.&amp;nbsp; He saw the look on my face.&amp;nbsp; He was reassuring me that he was fine, that he prepared himself mentally on the way home to face whatever was to come and that I should not worry about him, that this time he wouldn't panic.&amp;nbsp; He cleaned me up and got me back to the bed.&amp;nbsp; He called the doctor's office again and told the nurse what happened, put the container in the refrigerator. But wait, it was Tuesday, and the Pyrate gets out of school at 1:30 on Tuesdays and it was 1:45!!!&amp;nbsp; He rushed out the door to drive the 1 1/2 miles to pick up the Pyrate.&amp;nbsp; I reassured him that I would be fine. The Nicks (Nikki and Nick... friends of ours) were here cleaning the house and Nikki made me a cup of peppermint tea. &lt;br /&gt;When he returned with the Pyrate, Andreas got me dressed and we went immediately to the emergency room after reassuring my son that everything would be fine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He'd stay home with the Nicks and do his homework and have something to eat.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know I wouldn't be coming back home that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the hospital, they knew me immediately.&amp;nbsp; This was visit number four including the one for the Pyrate's lip.&amp;nbsp; So I was taken back to a room immediately.&amp;nbsp; They kept me there again, for hours running tests, giving me morphine through an IV, and liquids.&amp;nbsp; I was partially miscarrying.&amp;nbsp; 8 hours passed and they hadn't been able to get in touch with my doctor (he will not be my doctor for much longer... but that's another story... not really important here...), who finally called them back and said that I could choose to either stay there in the hospital overnight for observation, or go home, then come in to his office in the morning and either way he would perform the procedure that would completely remove all gestational tissue development from my womb because I was losing a dangerous amount of blood and that could not continue without harm to my vital organs.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there.&amp;nbsp; No way did I want to be at home bleeding out slowly with no health professional watching, and the poor Austrian being responsible for making the decisions.&amp;nbsp; I was still very weak, still in enormous pain, and couldn't imagine how I'd manage to survive the night without supervision and pain relief.&amp;nbsp; So I stayed.&amp;nbsp; They admitted me officially and got me a room.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The procedure (similar to what happens when you have an elective pregancy termination) would take place the next day at some point in the afternoon, depending on where they could fit it into the OR schedule.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian went out and got me a bean and cheese burrito because I was to have nothing to eat or drink until after the surgery and I hadn't had anything to eat that day except a small bowl of oatmeal at 7am and the cup of peppermint tea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ate half the burrito, and he ate the rest.&amp;nbsp; We sat together, and a bit of tv... the history channel.&amp;nbsp; Then I sent him home to make sure the Pyrate was okay, and make sure he got to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, 2 hours before the procedure, my Ob-Gyn doctor arrived and sat for a few minutes to speak with me about what would happen next.&amp;nbsp; When he left, many things ran through my head.&amp;nbsp; My mom was on the way.&amp;nbsp; My dad was called.&amp;nbsp; My sisters were called.&amp;nbsp; Then I thought of the Pyrate's dad, my ex-husband... who was in Germany and didn't even know yet that I was pregnant.&amp;nbsp; "What if something goes wrong???" I thought in my head silently... it would be pretty screwed up if he was not informed then all of a sudden got a phone call after the fact when something goes wrong.&amp;nbsp; So he was called too... all the way in Germany.&amp;nbsp; The gravity of making that phonecall was the last straw for me.&amp;nbsp; I was sad, yes, I was disappointed, yes, even devastated, but I was holding it together for the last 24 hours, pretty darn well, mostly out of pure exhaustion.&amp;nbsp; Processing pain is a tedious, and arduous task.&amp;nbsp; There really was literally no reserve energy for hysterics.&amp;nbsp; But the gravity of having to make that 'just in case' phone call to the father of the Pyrate, really hit home.&amp;nbsp; What would happen to my son if something happens to me?&amp;nbsp; What if they get in there and find something more serious going on and have to remove all my plumbing?&amp;nbsp; Had I even considered any of this?&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; I'd been so busy trying to stay calm, trying to keep the faith, trying to not worry the kid, that I'd made no preparations and there was nothing I could do about it.&amp;nbsp; I would just have to believe that all would be fine.&amp;nbsp; I would just have to spend those last moments putting as much positive energy into my path into that OR as I could muster up.&amp;nbsp; I spoke with the man sent to transport me to OR, joked with him about being a better driver than my husband. The enormous male nurse who transferred me from my bed to the one I would be on during surgery had me put my arms around his neck as he moved me, and I told him how great a dancer he was and that we have to stop meeting like this. &amp;nbsp; I touched the anesthesiologist and smiled at him affectionately while I silently blessed him and prayed for his astute professionalism as he held my consciousness in his hands.&amp;nbsp; I touched the secondary doctor when he introduced himself to me and asked a few questions just outside the OR door sending faith infused energy through my fingertips and into his body.&amp;nbsp; I think he felt it because he gave me a funny look.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The anesthesiologist came back and asked me if I was still in a lot of pain.&amp;nbsp; I told him yes, and he told me not to worry and that would be over soon.&amp;nbsp; He put something in my IV and told me to start breathing deeply and count backwards from 100....99... 98....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in a noisy recovery room with a radio blasting "ARE YOU GOOOING TO SAN. FRAN. CISCOOOOO..."&amp;nbsp; and people moaning and groaning and crying and nurses rushing around.&amp;nbsp; I was crying.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't stop.&amp;nbsp; So I just lay there and let it come over me.&amp;nbsp; I cried for all the past week and a half when I couldn't let it out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I cried for my husband's broken heart.&amp;nbsp; I cried for my own.&amp;nbsp; I cried for the Pyrate's.&amp;nbsp; He was looking forward to being a big brother.... I just let it go and lay there weeping openly and it felt good to just let it out.&amp;nbsp; A curtain was pulled and I was greeted by a friendly nurse who took my hand and asked me if there was any pain.&amp;nbsp; I told her there wasn't.&amp;nbsp; I felt absolutely no physical discomfort for the first time since the middle of&amp;nbsp; December when the nausea started.&amp;nbsp; I cried some more for the relief.&amp;nbsp; She said that in a few minutes she'd go get my husband and sneak him back here because she thought under the circumstances (miscarriage) that I might want the company.&amp;nbsp; When he got there, he and the nurse were talking back and forth in German, because on the way, she'd figured out he was Austrian and she comes from a German family.&amp;nbsp; The radio in the recovery unit was blasting "PLAY THAT FUNKY MUUUSIC WHITE BWWWWOOOYYYY..."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The hilarity was surreal...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I heard the curtain pull, and there he was, those green eyes sparkling, a careful smile on his lips.&amp;nbsp; He kissed me and told me he was so glad that I was safely on the other side.&amp;nbsp; He climbed onto the bed and told me he'd had lunch with my mom and the Pyrate at the local mexican restaurant near our house.&amp;nbsp; I quickly thanked him for that information seeing as all I'd eaten in the last 24 hours was a half a burrito the night before.&amp;nbsp; He hugged me and said it sounded like I was feeling better already.&amp;nbsp; We stared into each others eyes for a minute, and I started to cry again.&amp;nbsp; "I was thinking, maybe that wasn't Lou-Lou. Maybe we just needed to be reminded that we'd put that aside. Maybe we're supposed to use this to create an awareness of that part of us that we were at best ignoring."&amp;nbsp; He kissed me again.&amp;nbsp; We didn't talk much more about it that day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I got back to the room, settled into bed, my mom and my sister were there.&amp;nbsp; We watched monsters of the deep until the Austrian realized how completely drained he was.&amp;nbsp; The Pyrate was at home and needed to look somebody in the eye and see that everything's fine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So he went home.&amp;nbsp; My mom and my sister eventually went home, and I was left there alone with my thoughts.&amp;nbsp; I stayed awake all night long... until about 5am.&amp;nbsp; I got a text from the Pyrate's father in Germany.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He wanted to see if I was okay.&amp;nbsp; We chatted back and forth for a while.&amp;nbsp; He was very kind... shared more words with me than he probably had in the last two years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn't expect him to express that kind of concern at all.&amp;nbsp; I'll take it without questioning it.&amp;nbsp; No energy to read into it, and it was nice.&amp;nbsp; I got a text message from my friend HT who said something so moving that it made me cry.&amp;nbsp; In the background on the tv was the news, a report about the earthquake victims in Haiti.&amp;nbsp; HT was saying something about me being sheltering by more love from more people than anyone else he knows.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; People were screaming on tv, scenes of devastation everywhere in sight, reports of loved ones missing, some lost every family member.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I, on the other hand, am sheltered by more love from more people than anyone HT knows.&amp;nbsp; What a gift.&lt;br /&gt;I thanked God for that moment and ever since that moment, I've been thanking God for every little thing.&amp;nbsp; I thanked God when I got out of bed on my own, with absolutely no pain,&amp;nbsp; to go the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; I thanked God for the graham crackers and ice cream the nurse brought me in the middle of the night because all they'd let me eat earlier was a bowl of broth and some nasty jello.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thanked God for my husband when he arrived in the morning, sparkling green eyes and big grin on his face.&amp;nbsp; I thanked God for the view as we drove up the street I live on, and for the rose bushes as we walked up to my front door.&amp;nbsp; I thanked God for his strong arms that wanted to help me up the stairs even though I could do it again for myself.&amp;nbsp; I thanked God for that.&lt;br /&gt;I thanked God for the smell of old pine needles in my house because our tree is still up due to all the "excitement" over the last 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; I thanked God for my bed.&amp;nbsp; When the Pyrate got home from school, I thanked God for him too, while I held him extra tight and thought about the miracle that he is in my life.&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Today I'm still thankful for all that I am, all that I have, all that I've experienced.&lt;br /&gt;We will recover from this, and&amp;nbsp; now we know, that we want a baby.&amp;nbsp; That's something right?&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens.&amp;nbsp; For now, I'm resting and looking forward to getting back to life!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll cry anymore about what happened to me this past week.&amp;nbsp; I thank God for that too.&amp;nbsp; I know folks who lost babies much further along in a pregnancy... several months even.&amp;nbsp; A week is nothing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We can get through this.&lt;br /&gt;Things change.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They do.&amp;nbsp; All the time.&amp;nbsp; All we have is now.&amp;nbsp; This moment.&amp;nbsp; I'm learning that there's no use in being afraid of what will be different in the next one.&amp;nbsp; What I do with this one is all that matters.&amp;nbsp; I learned from a friend who recently went through childbirth with her plans spoiled and some heartbreak involved.&amp;nbsp; When she wrote about those disappointments, she said, "I choose joy."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I remembered that this week.&amp;nbsp; It's not a hypocritical statement.&amp;nbsp; It's not either or.&amp;nbsp; Pain is inevitable sooner or later.&amp;nbsp; But what will you do when you face it?&amp;nbsp; Will you crumble under the pressure?&amp;nbsp; Or will you try to be still, breath through it, go to that other place in your consciousness?&amp;nbsp; When your hopes are dashed will you pick yourself up and keep moving or will you just give up and cower in a corner defeated?&amp;nbsp; When sorrow comes will you set up camp and decide to live there forever? Will you pretend like it's not happening and let it fester inside you?&amp;nbsp; Or will you use the moment, that particular "now" to show yourself what you are capable of?&lt;br /&gt;I learned so much about myself in this last week.&amp;nbsp; I am full of God-power, a gift that lives in all of us.&amp;nbsp; I saw it in my man in ways I would have never imagined he could display.&amp;nbsp; I saw it in the Pyrate whose God-power never ceases to amaze me.&amp;nbsp; I saw it flowing in and around me between myself and the professionals in charge of my care, the people who were praying for me, the friends who shared their stories with me, the friends who simply spoke words of love and encouragement and sympathy, each one a gift.&lt;br /&gt;So now, it's Friday again.&amp;nbsp; All that stuff is over.&amp;nbsp; Past.&amp;nbsp; I spent the last 24 hours together with the Austrian and the Pyrate... not answering the phone... not calling anyone... We haven't been alone through any of this.&amp;nbsp; It was good to be with them, take inventory of where we are... where I am.&amp;nbsp; A new day has come.&amp;nbsp; I am well.&amp;nbsp; I am recovering.&amp;nbsp; I am healing.&amp;nbsp; I am strong.&lt;br /&gt;And things changing doesn't scare me any more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1635938684768334959?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1635938684768334959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-change-part-two-miscarriage.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1635938684768334959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1635938684768334959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-change-part-two-miscarriage.html' title='Things Change Part Two:  The Miscarriage'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1273205105087520715</id><published>2010-01-15T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:11:52.525-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Things Change Part One: The Possibility of Lou-Lou</title><content type='html'>Please scroll to the bottom of this web page and turn off the player before you read this blog entry.&amp;nbsp; (or just mute your speakers if you like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our second or third date... I don't remember which it was.&amp;nbsp; We were driving through the foggy night towards Palos Verdes.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to sit at the cliffs and admire the ocean and spend some time together.&amp;nbsp; I remember it was really foggy and I wondered to myself how we would see anything with all this fog.&amp;nbsp; The roads were windy and he was driving like a maniac.&amp;nbsp; I held on to my door handle all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't talking much.&amp;nbsp; But it didn't matter.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian, I was learning, could talk enough for both of us.&amp;nbsp; He could run his mouth until his mouth ran out, it seemed... but I didn't mind, because I'd had a dream the night before, vivid as if it were real.&amp;nbsp; One of those dreams that come to me occasionally... The kind where I usually don't know the people or places, then years later, they appear in my "awake" life like a deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty simple.&amp;nbsp; I saw a little girl run past me, squealing, giggling, shreiking, her honey colored skin, dripping water everywhere, her curly shoulder length hair loose and flying everywhere.&amp;nbsp; She zipped past me and I heard him shout out, "Lou-Lou! Come back here! I'm trying to comb your hair!"&amp;nbsp; I heard a door slam down the hall and muffled giggles, as the Austrian came bumbling past me, wide-toothed comb in one hand, towel in the other, face red with frustration, "BABE! Why didn't you stop her!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I felt myself shrug, "I'm having too much fun!" I said.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He stomped past, grumbling and huffing and puffing down the hallway toward the shut door.&amp;nbsp; "I'm counting to 3 Lou-Lou! Come Ooooonnnnn! 1....2..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I remembered when I woke up the next morning.&amp;nbsp; I thought to myself, that it was just a dream.&amp;nbsp; But I couldn't get it out of my mind all day.&amp;nbsp; When he called me in the afternoon to confirm when he'd pick me up for the date, I was unusually quiet because I didn't want to tell him about this dream and it was freaking me out a little.&amp;nbsp; I managed to keep it to myself til we parked the car at the cliffs that night.&amp;nbsp; We were sitting there and it was ridiculous because not only was it foggy outside... after we managed to kiss our way through the first five minutes of sitting there, it was also foggy INSIDE the car.&amp;nbsp; There was no view, there was nothing but fog.&amp;nbsp; We couldn't see a thing.&amp;nbsp; So there was nothing to do but look at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would stare at me with his big green eyes.&amp;nbsp; I was fascinated, because they sparkled a little too much.&amp;nbsp; Like cartoon eyes... like in a 50's television commercial for a dishwashing liquid where they show how clean the dishes are by inserting an artficial sparkle into the film and a "DING!" sound effect.&amp;nbsp; That was his eyes.&amp;nbsp; He just stared at me.&amp;nbsp; Not talking for a very long time once we stopped kissing, then decided to drive further down the road to find a clearer spot.&amp;nbsp; As soon as the car left that spot, it spilled out of me and I told him about that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about it with amusement for a bit.&amp;nbsp; But for the most part, we put that away for the last 5 years, only remembering in random moments where we'd be telling someone the story of how we started to be "US".&amp;nbsp; We didn't really talk about it because things changed.&amp;nbsp; Life happened and we got to know each other and got about the business of building a relationship.&amp;nbsp; No time for silly dreams.&amp;nbsp; We had a lot of building to do.&amp;nbsp; So much so, that there was not even a consideration of any part of that dream happening... no plan for it, not even a conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Even though we'd like them to remain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That's the only thing that stays the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just when you get comfortable and sit back in your chair there's someone rearranging the room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The chair's no longer there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Life is full of twists and many turns.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Every day there's something new to learn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just after one door is shut, another opens wide, revealing opportunity just on the other side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The night eventually turns into day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No situation's here to stay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just as you decide you might not ever love again, someone comes and knocks you off your feet and then&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There goes that pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember writing those lyrics many years ago.&amp;nbsp; Sort of a nursery rhyme to the child in me who feared change most desperately because before the age of 10 my parents divorce, schools changed, homes changed (more than once), people changed, economics changes, everything changed, and none of it at all felt pleasant or positive or good to my young heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My fear of change stuck with me into adulthood and attached an annex which housed an obsession with time passing.&amp;nbsp; So there I was paralyzed by a fear of change, watching time pass me by (from a linear perspective), and being perpetually devastated by this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a complex harmony of misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage in my life, I've found plenty of ways to get around those voices in my head that made me live like that and managed to actually DO something with myself.&amp;nbsp; I've had a successful career as a makeup artist.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was a good wife in my first marriage.&amp;nbsp; I AM&amp;nbsp; a good mother to my son, the Pyrate.&amp;nbsp; I am a good writer, song-writer, and some say, I'm a good singer too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am a good wife to the Austrian, the man I married six months ago in July.&amp;nbsp; I am a friend to many.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm proud of these things... especially with the knowledge that it was never easy for me.&amp;nbsp; Nothing was ever easy because of those voices.&amp;nbsp; But I learned how to work around them.&amp;nbsp; This was a necessity with the Austrian in my life.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian is a shapeshifter... He has become 3 or 4 different people over the years we've been together, upgrading each time.&amp;nbsp; Yes, child, I said UPGRADING.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I had to get used to change and learn how to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems like I'm rambling.&amp;nbsp; This is one of those blogs that I don't know how to edit down to the important stuff because it all feels really urgently important to me in the moment.&amp;nbsp; If this inconveniences you, please forgive my self indulgence, but patronize me long enough to read the whole thing because I think it's important to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no real way to start this story.&amp;nbsp; That's why I'm this far into it, and haven't said what it's about. &amp;nbsp; It just is what it is.&amp;nbsp; In the last ten days, the Austrian, the Pyrate, and I found out we were pregnant, then lost the baby.&amp;nbsp; That's how my new year started.&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back around the third week of December I'd been sick... nauseous off and on for about a week.&amp;nbsp; If you follow me on twitter, facebook, or myspace,&amp;nbsp; you may remember that, and you might even be one of the smarties who quickly assumed I was pregnant and publicly stated your suspicions in response to my tweets.&amp;nbsp; In my house, we were not even thinking about such things.&amp;nbsp; Holiday preparations were in full production.&amp;nbsp; We were trying really hard to get everything done, and all I could think was, "Why do I have to get sick NOOOOWWW?????"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, after about 10 people mentioned pregnancy it was getting harder to ignore, and I told the Austrian that people thought I was pregnant and wasn't that funny?&amp;nbsp; We had a laugh and kept going.&amp;nbsp; The next day, there were more messages to that effect, and I showed them to him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He smiled and mumbled something sideways that I couldn't quite make out.&amp;nbsp; But I saw something in his face... a softness... a shy smile... a hesitant truth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I called him on it... "You want a baby?"&amp;nbsp; He blushed, "Welllll.... I don't know... I mean... I'm changing again, and I have to believe..."&amp;nbsp; I interrupted him and stood up, put my hands on my hips, head tilted to one side in bewilderment.&amp;nbsp; "You want a baby?&amp;nbsp; Seriously?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He smiled some more, and said, "I believe if that's what God has planned for us, then, yes, I would like that very much. Besides, what about Lou-Lou?"&amp;nbsp; I was stunned.&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; I was floored.&amp;nbsp; We had several long, revealing talks about the subject about my concerns.&amp;nbsp; He was sure.&amp;nbsp; He made a list of promises, vows to put my concerns to rest, and begged me to not worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, when he came home from work, he brought a pregnancy test, so that we could first put to rest the possibility that I was already pregnant.&amp;nbsp; The test was negative.&amp;nbsp; But there were two sticks in the package and we decided to check it again right before Christmas because not enough time had passed since my last period apparently.&lt;br /&gt;Then the nausea went away.... and we assumed all the fuss was for nothing, and put it away, long enough to get through the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel sick again right after Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Belly aches, dizzy spells, long bouts of fatigue, unplanned 4 hour naps in the middle of the day... and by then, I realized, I'd missed a period.&amp;nbsp; I remembered that we still had that extra tester, and hadn't used it.&amp;nbsp; So on January 5th, while the Austrian was at work, I took the second test.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;You're supposed to pee on this little stick and wait something like 10 minutes for some blue lines in a little window.&amp;nbsp; If there's one line, it's negative and either it's too early or you're not pregnant.&amp;nbsp; If it's two crossed blue lines, you are pregnant.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I peed on the darn stick.&amp;nbsp; I sat there and stared&amp;nbsp; at it.&amp;nbsp; Before even a minute passed, the blue cross in the little diamond shaped window was staring back at me plain as day.&amp;nbsp; Plain as day.&amp;nbsp; I sat there anyway, waiting for it to change back maybe.&amp;nbsp; Wondering if it was defective.&amp;nbsp; It was the most bizarre thing.&amp;nbsp; I felt like I was in a movie scene.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;When the Austrian got home, I handed him the test stick and waited to see his response. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this story will be in a &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-change-part-two-miscarriage.html"&gt;second blog&lt;/a&gt; later today.&amp;nbsp; (click "second blog" to go to part two)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1273205105087520715?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1273205105087520715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-change-part-one-possibility-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1273205105087520715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1273205105087520715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-change-part-one-possibility-of.html' title='Things Change Part One: The Possibility of Lou-Lou'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1959202420598790101</id><published>2009-12-26T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:37:21.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sauces and Condiments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Projects for Giving: Edible Gifts  Finale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfK-rfCKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6aSfHSMmq_A/s1600-h/DSC04336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfK-rfCKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6aSfHSMmq_A/s640/DSC04336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've got a few of these already packed gift boxes left, if you're local and would like to grab some up... let me know.&amp;nbsp; I'll let them go for $15 per box.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfdcvGSrI/AAAAAAAAAZU/A1Q-jMrUtnA/s1600-h/DSC04337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfdcvGSrI/AAAAAAAAAZU/A1Q-jMrUtnA/s320/DSC04337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Boxes purchased at &lt;a href="http://www.nashvillwraps.com/"&gt;www.nashvillwraps.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfpEAAtnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/h0LkV6oYpZA/s1600-h/DSC04338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfpEAAtnI/AAAAAAAAAZc/h0LkV6oYpZA/s400/DSC04338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A small booklet with recipes and suggestions for how to use the items included in the gift box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess, my first cookbook.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps someday a collector's item??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfzcT1A2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/01tIOhgRBCU/s1600-h/DSC04339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfzcT1A2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/01tIOhgRBCU/s640/DSC04339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Graphics by Andreas Adamec, thread bound paper bag books by &lt;a href="http://stores.ebay.com/Scrapbook-Supply-Outlet"&gt;Scrapbook Supply Outlet on ebay &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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, recycled paper tissue, and recycled paper ribbon all purchased at &lt;a href="http://www.nashvillewraps.com/"&gt;www.nashvillewraps.com&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZh8LjlqKI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ARSEF1tzoqw/s1600-h/DSC04344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZh8LjlqKI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ARSEF1tzoqw/s640/DSC04344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-gourmet-mustard.html"&gt;BeeBee's Gourmet&amp;nbsp; Honey Mustard with Beer and Tarragon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZiwQw-MaI/AAAAAAAAAaU/QHozepDK_lk/s400/DSC04346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZjB4Pm5MI/AAAAAAAAAac/1cNDQIXt5iM/s1600-h/DSC04347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZjB4Pm5MI/AAAAAAAAAac/1cNDQIXt5iM/s640/DSC04347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-gourmet-mustard.html"&gt;BeeBee's Gourmet&amp;nbsp; Honey Mustard with Sun-dried Tomatoes and Garlic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas has passed now, and the new year is soon upon us!!&amp;nbsp; The Pyrate, the Austrian, and the Butterfly all wish you a happy New Year and all the best to you and yours!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1959202420598790101?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1959202420598790101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-edible-gifts-finale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1959202420598790101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1959202420598790101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-edible-gifts-finale.html' title='Projects for Giving: Edible Gifts  Finale!'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzZfK-rfCKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6aSfHSMmq_A/s72-c/DSC04336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-9032567941125018402</id><published>2009-12-23T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:11:06.983-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appetizers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Delicious Stuffed Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKfXJWOf3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QhPicR_R-5c/s1600-h/DSC03633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKfXJWOf3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QhPicR_R-5c/s640/DSC03633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Stay with me... this is not a meal.&amp;nbsp; They are appetizers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You eat one, then move on to the vegetable tray!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna make this a quicky because Christmas Eve dinner prep is at full throttle in the moment.&amp;nbsp; But I was asked to post a couple of hor d'oevres&lt;i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;These are so darn good you can't lose!&amp;nbsp; And pretty simple.&amp;nbsp; Evefy time I've made them, the response has been the same!&amp;nbsp; People pass by, curious, pick one up, bite into it, and first reaction is a slight wince of surprise as they don't expect this fusion of sweet, pungent, and savory.&amp;nbsp; Then the eyes close, the moan begins, the head shakes, and they won't be able to get to you fast enough to tell you how delicious they are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You won't want to have more than enough for one or two per guest.&amp;nbsp; They are very rich, and sweet, and salty... You don't want people to overdo it and lose their appetite for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Once you've tried this my way, try it with dried prunes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(about 30 dates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Make a slit in them on one side and remove the seed from each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mix together 4 oz of goat cheese with 4 oz of blue cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then with a teaspoon stuff the cheese inside the dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Wrap each date in a small piece of bacon.&amp;nbsp; (i prefer to use vegetarian fed 100% natural uncured bacon...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pop these in the oven for about 15 minutes at 400 degrees farenheit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;(or until bacon is crisp and browned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Serve hot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-9032567941125018402?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/9032567941125018402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/delicious-stuffed-dates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/9032567941125018402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/9032567941125018402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/delicious-stuffed-dates.html' title='Delicious Stuffed Dates'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKfXJWOf3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QhPicR_R-5c/s72-c/DSC03633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-6305658020414870028</id><published>2009-12-23T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T13:45:15.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>How to Brine a Turkey (the best turkey I ever had!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzJ-xLveS5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/0VtX7ExNCgQ/s1600-h/DSC04323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzJ-xLveS5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/0VtX7ExNCgQ/s640/DSC04323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna skip my usual recipe format and just write this one out freestyle.&amp;nbsp; I should tell you that the first time I tried this, it was with a 22 lb Turkey and I use instructions from the Nigella Lawson cookbook called Feast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The process of brining is not necessarily about seasoning as much as it is about locking in moisture.&amp;nbsp; You leave the turkey in the brine for a number of hours, then remove it, wash it off thoroughly, and then continue to regular cooking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKM3LRxIaI/AAAAAAAAAYE/v5_m7NHYb0U/s1600-h/DSC04324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKM3LRxIaI/AAAAAAAAAYE/v5_m7NHYb0U/s640/DSC04324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The first time I did this, after the brine, I stuffed garlic cloves and rosemary under the skin,&amp;nbsp; and stuffed oranges, apples, lemons, and pears into the cavity, gave it a bit of fresh ground pepper, brushed the skin with a bit of olive oil and popped it in the oven to bake!&amp;nbsp; When we sliced into that turkey, it was soooo juicy!&amp;nbsp; The juiciest turkey I've ever had.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian, who doesn't really like turkey because it's relatively dry and fatless, was converted!&amp;nbsp; And at the end of dinner there was nothing left but a skeleton.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKNJsIB-tI/AAAAAAAAAYM/H0G3kLkbl_M/s1600-h/DSC04328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKNJsIB-tI/AAAAAAAAAYM/H0G3kLkbl_M/s640/DSC04328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;There's something about the combination of salt, sugar, maple and vinegar that transforms the turkey, causing it to form a seal that holds in the juices and you almost cannot go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Make a note of your time schedule.&amp;nbsp; Proper brining takes about 1 hour per pound of turkey, so figure in how many hours you need to brine your turkey, then start it exactly that amount of time prior to the time you need to get it in the oven to roast.&amp;nbsp; You'll need to know how long you need to cook your turkey according to how big it is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKNTmADkXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/xaQ4qvfWhI4/s1600-h/DSC04322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKNTmADkXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/xaQ4qvfWhI4/s640/DSC04322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm using two 12 pound turkeys this year.&amp;nbsp; No real reason other than the fact that the only 22 pounders I could find were injected&amp;nbsp; with salt water.&amp;nbsp; That is a big no no!!&amp;nbsp; There is a distinct difference between a salt water brine for a few hours and salt water injected into the turkey meat during processing.&amp;nbsp; First of all the injection of water into the turkey is deceptive because it makes the turkey look like it's more meat than it is.&amp;nbsp; that water will cook away in the oven, and the per pound price you paid for the turkey is by the weight including all that salt water, which is dense and heavy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I don't ever suggest buying a turkey that has been treated this way.&amp;nbsp; Buy organic, free range, 100% natural, vegetarian fed turkey.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can get these everywhere and the price is not so much different that you will feel any pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, so that's out of the way.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gather the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;3 oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2 lemons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2 large brown onions cut in quarters, skins left on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;3 large twigs of rosemary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 bunch of sage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 bunch of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;handful of juniper berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;couple tablespoons whole mustard seeds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;handful of peppercorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;couple tablespoons caraway seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;couple tablespoons fennel seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;3 cinnamon sticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2 tablespoons of cloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;5 bay leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 lb of plain table salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 cup of brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 cup of pure maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2 cups of apple cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKNuaRKHyI/AAAAAAAAAYc/HaRoIRNoar8/s1600-h/DSC04325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKNuaRKHyI/AAAAAAAAAYc/HaRoIRNoar8/s640/DSC04325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, so now you have your spices and other ingredients, you need to decide where you will store your turkey.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last time, I used a 13 gallon galvonized container with a lid, and kept the turkey in its brine in our garage because this time of year it stays around 35 degrees.&amp;nbsp; This year I used an ice chest cooler because the weather is not as cold as in years gone by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;If the weather is cold enough you can put your turkey in an covered container outside in the cold while it is brining.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If not, you'll want to to the cooler chest concept like I did here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Put a clean large garbage bag into your container.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Place your turkey in the bag, breast up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Drop in your oranges, lemons rosemary twigs, sage, thyme, and onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;In a large mixing bowl, mix together the rest of the ingredients and mix with enough hot water to dissolve the salt and sugar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pour this mixture over the turkey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then add enough cold water to the bag to cover the turkey completely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKORK2sb9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/lasa-80ggFw/s1600-h/DSC04329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKORK2sb9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/lasa-80ggFw/s640/DSC04329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Layer the entire thing with ice, so that your turkeys stay cold.&amp;nbsp; (only needed for the cooler chest method)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKObAz7a4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/qYQdT3hJZUM/s1600-h/DSC04330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKObAz7a4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/qYQdT3hJZUM/s400/DSC04330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Draw up the bag and twist down, letting as much air out as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKOF1kQSVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AmbkolfQc9k/s1600-h/DSC04332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKOF1kQSVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AmbkolfQc9k/s400/DSC04332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKOkwUKUgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/oju8VNv_6q0/s1600-h/DSC04334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzKOkwUKUgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/oju8VNv_6q0/s400/DSC04334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Place in a cool temperature 40 degrees or lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The turkey needs at least 1 hour of brining per pound.&amp;nbsp; You can, however leave it for up to 24 hours in the brine.&amp;nbsp; Half way through the time, turn your bird over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When it's time to remove it, discard all of the spices and herbs and rinse/wash your turkey thoroughly under cold water for about 4 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Proceed as you wish to season, stuff, cook etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-6305658020414870028?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/6305658020414870028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-brine-turkey-best-turkey-i-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/6305658020414870028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/6305658020414870028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-brine-turkey-best-turkey-i-ever.html' title='How to Brine a Turkey (the best turkey I ever had!)'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzJ-xLveS5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/0VtX7ExNCgQ/s72-c/DSC04323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-6929190157600041378</id><published>2009-12-23T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:24:26.709-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beverages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Hot Buttered Rum Cider</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzI4xIxJT4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/MV23dMoc6Pw/s1600-h/DSC04128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzI4xIxJT4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/MV23dMoc6Pw/s640/DSC04128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;num num num.... on a cold winter's night....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing says cozy like the sweet and salty warmth of hot buttered rum... except maybe the sweet and spicy warmth of mulled hot apple cider.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you like both of these, then you'll love the two flavors together combined for the ultimate winter treat!&amp;nbsp; This is not for the children.&amp;nbsp; Put the children away, and take a moment for the grown-ups and enjoy this blissfully.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PLAYERS: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(your grocery list for serving 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apple%20cider" id="aptureLink_U4wCi6OUK9"&gt;Apple Cider&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; find this in your local grocery next to the apple juice. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nutmeg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; I keep hole nutmeg on hand in my pantry because it stays flavorful longer than ground nutmeg.&amp;nbsp; I like to grate it myself just before it will be used so that the flavor is most impactful.&amp;nbsp; you'll need about 1 teaspoon of ground or fresh grated nutmeg for the butter batter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cinnamon &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ground:&amp;nbsp; you need two teaspoons of ground ginger for the butter batter. Sticks: you need a stick for each glass, and 3 sticks for mulling the cider.&amp;nbsp; whole cinnamon sticks or bark can be found in every normal grocery.&amp;nbsp; however, i like to use the cinnamon bark from the Indian grocer.&amp;nbsp; It's not curled and looks like big slivers of bark from a tree... which is what real cinnamon should look like.&amp;nbsp; if you go to countries that traditionally grow cinnamon and use it widely in their foods, you'll only find this kind of cinnamon, not the neatly curled sticks you find widely here.&amp;nbsp; at any rate, you'll have a satisfactory result either way.&amp;nbsp; i'm just trying to practice the art of consuming closer to the source when i can, which means less processing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star%20anise" id="aptureLink_5J5CEVhY0z"&gt;Whole Star Anise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;also found in the spice section.&amp;nbsp; don't substitute the ground anise.&amp;nbsp; look for the star anise.&amp;nbsp; it actually looks like little stars. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark Rum &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;any dark rum will do, however i suggest you use the best rum you can afford and the darker the better. &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Butter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; 1 stick of salted butter set out ahead of time so that it's at room temperature.&amp;nbsp; it will make enough butter batter for making the 4 serving recipe here, with more left to store in the fridge for later use when you get that feeling again in a few days... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Demerara or Turbinado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; sugar.&amp;nbsp; you'll need 3 tablespoons for the butter batter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orange Peel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; you'll need to cut 3 inch long strips of orange peel from one orange being careful not to take too much of the white pith underneath.&amp;nbsp; You'll need one strip for each cup serving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PREPARATION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Put your cider on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I use a metal teapot and put the cider in with 3 sticks of cinnamon and 3 star anise&amp;nbsp; stars.&amp;nbsp; Keep the fire down low.&amp;nbsp; Do not allow to boil.&amp;nbsp; You want this to steep, not cook.&amp;nbsp; Allow to simmer over low heat for at least half an hour then it's ready to use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Make your butter batter:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a plastic bowl with a lid, mix 3 tablespoons of sugar, 2 teaspoons of cinnamon, and 1 teaspoon of grated nutmeg.&amp;nbsp; Mix well with a spoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To serve:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Place one orange strip and one cinnamon stick in each cup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Place 1/2 teaspoon of the butter batter in each cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pour hot mulled cider over the butter batter in each cup up to 2/3 of the cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Add rum to take up the last third of the cup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Butter batter will melt and float to the top.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Give each person a spoon and allow them to stir their own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-6929190157600041378?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/6929190157600041378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/hot-buttered-rum-cider.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/6929190157600041378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/6929190157600041378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/hot-buttered-rum-cider.html' title='Hot Buttered Rum Cider'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzI4xIxJT4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/MV23dMoc6Pw/s72-c/DSC04128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-9154859911722634958</id><published>2009-12-22T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:54:35.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Butter Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGG2xbyXlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZpxOzXwUhrY/s1600-h/DSC04304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGG2xbyXlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZpxOzXwUhrY/s640/DSC04304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Favorite Butter Cookies... with assorted embellishments.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Similar in texture and flavor to English shortbreads, my favorite Butter Cookies will elicit plenty of oohs, aahs, and mmms out of their lucky consumers.&amp;nbsp; Don't be foolish enough to think one batch is enough.&amp;nbsp; This recipe will only make about 4 dozen cookies, but you can expect that people will take a cookie every time they pass them by... so make sure you have enough for about 5 or 6 cookies per guest at your holiday party.&amp;nbsp; When I made them yesterday, I made enough for 15 dozen cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGbu42WA7I/AAAAAAAAAXM/3l53OfkZf_k/s1600-h/DSC04308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGbu42WA7I/AAAAAAAAAXM/3l53OfkZf_k/s320/DSC04308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They're refrigerator cookies, so you make the dough ahead, then chill it before cutting them and baking.&amp;nbsp; As you can see, I've decorated mine with a variety of decorative sugar crystals and sprinkles that I bought over the last couple of years from a cake decorator supply store nearby.&amp;nbsp; You will be amazed at what they have.&amp;nbsp; I found beautiful prismatic &lt;a href="http://www.kingarthurflour.com/shop/items/silver-sugar-crystals-4-oz" id="aptureLink_GyVvG6eu2s"&gt;silver sugar crystals&lt;/a&gt;, white &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000HE7PAM?tag=apture-20" id="aptureLink_hcyX5cWJq1"&gt;snow flake sprinkles&lt;/a&gt;, multi-colored metallic &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/orinrobertjohn/4145996499/" id="aptureLink_c5u2cca8rw"&gt;dragees&lt;/a&gt;, and sugar in every color under the rainbow.&amp;nbsp; Most of what I used you can purchase in a local &lt;a href="http://cakedecoratorsupplies.com/" id="aptureLink_3bVpJjDgjy"&gt;cake decorator supply&lt;/a&gt; store in your local town.&amp;nbsp; Just google "cake decorating supplies &lt;i&gt;insert your home town here".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;A good tip is to know that a little goes a long way with such decorations.&amp;nbsp; So you don't have to buy a bunch for the sake of making sure you have enough.&amp;nbsp; You buy according to how much variety you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;You can make your dough up to 3 months in advance and store the "logs" in airtight freezer bags in the freezer.&amp;nbsp; They thaw enough to decorate and cut in about an hour.&amp;nbsp; So you can take these out anytime for a homemade version of instant cookies.&amp;nbsp; You can be your own Pilsbury maker!&amp;nbsp; (These taste better any way you cut it!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can also use these for cutout cookies by rolling the dough out on a well floured board to avoid sticking.&amp;nbsp; When I do cutout cookies, I use the glass table in our kitchen or the granite counter top, clearing a huge space, flouring it well,&amp;nbsp; and rolling out all of the dough at once if possible, then cutting out shapes with the 50 some-odd cookie cutters I have inherited from various relatives over the years.&amp;nbsp; For this holiday,&amp;nbsp; however, I've simply done this the easy way and made rolls of dough, chilled them, rolled them in decorative stuff, then sliced them into coin-like discs for baking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PLAYERS: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(your grocery list)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGf4_-Z2UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/VK3EVKwWJuc/s1600-h/DSC04311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGf4_-Z2UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/VK3EVKwWJuc/s400/DSC04311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unsalted Butter&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 cup&amp;nbsp; brought to room temperature (so that it's soft) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Demerara Sugar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 cup &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Egg &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 brown egg... organic, from free range, vegetarian fed chickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; Egg Yolk &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 egg yolk (these extra yolks will add some moisture and denseness to the cookie) &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanilla Extract &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 teaspoon &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanilla Bean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; you'll be making a slit with a knife down the length of the bean and then scraping the tiny grainy sticky seeds into your wet ingredients.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sea Salt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; I add 1 teaspoon since we use unsalted butter, and the salt compliments the sweet and the fat well in this cookie.&amp;nbsp; you may use 1/2 teaspoon if you prefer... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Unbleached All-Purpose Flour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;2 1/2 cups.&amp;nbsp; I never buy bleached flour anymore.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what the point is with that... it's a leftover from the era of Wonder Bread and Twinkies. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chopped Nuts, Shredded Coconut, Sprinkles, Colored Sugar, etc... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;for decorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PREPARATION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGjXWYSXfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/fJlJZLAQh8Y/s1600-h/DSC04314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGjXWYSXfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/fJlJZLAQh8Y/s640/DSC04314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In a large bowl, cream together butter and sugar til fluffy and light, then add egg, egg yolk, vanilla, vanilla bean seeds, and salt and mix well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gradually, with the mixer on low speed, add flour and mix until a smooth dough forms and sticks together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Divide dough in half and shape into 2 logs about 2 inches in diameter.&amp;nbsp; Wrap in wax paper and if you plan to bake them today, put them in the freezer for about 2 hours or until they are firm to the touch. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGj2i9xONI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nS1NLFGb6MY/s1600-h/DSC04315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGj2i9xONI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nS1NLFGb6MY/s640/DSC04315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you're ready to bake, preheat your oven to 375 farenheit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cover a baking sheet with parchment paper. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cut each of the 2 logs in half and roll them in whatever decorations you've chosen.&amp;nbsp; Use a little pressure while you roll the log if you find that the sugar or sprinkles or dragees are not adhering easily.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Slice your logs into 1/4 inch slices and place the slices on your prepared baking sheet with at least 1/2 inch space between each cookie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGkpECNddI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ajD4Tqoa7mk/s1600-h/DSC04316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGkpECNddI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ajD4Tqoa7mk/s640/DSC04316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bake for 12-14 minutes, or until surfaces of cookies are dry and you see just a slight bit of golden toasty color appearing around the bottom edge of the cookies. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't over-bake these or they will taste like burnt butter.&amp;nbsp; Trust me... I had to throw out a whole dozen in my first wave of making these.&amp;nbsp; Remove when done and cool completely on a wire rack.&amp;nbsp; Store in airtight containers until used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-9154859911722634958?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/9154859911722634958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-favorite-butter-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/9154859911722634958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/9154859911722634958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-favorite-butter-cookies.html' title='My Favorite Butter Cookies'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzGG2xbyXlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZpxOzXwUhrY/s72-c/DSC04304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-1201621570460910262</id><published>2009-12-22T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:46:01.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african american history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyrate matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Where's My Compton Sweatshirt?  (the mother diaries)</title><content type='html'>sorry to those of you who won't understand the intra-ethnic nuances of this post... and to those who don't know me, i promise you that i will only go gangsta to protect my child.&amp;nbsp; i promise. &amp;nbsp; wouldn't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, the pyrate had a run-in with some fellow african-american boys at his very suburban middle-class neighborhood school last week before break started. &amp;nbsp; they approached him aggressively and got in his face and wanted to fight him. &amp;nbsp;for no reason, and despite the fact that they are all about a foot shorter than him, and none quite as fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... a few weeks earlier they were taunting him and saying he "wasn't black". &amp;nbsp; yeah. &amp;nbsp; the pyrate is of african, native american, and german decent, and has a private school education the first 6 years of his school career.&amp;nbsp; he listens the most to bands like deathcab for cutie, rage against the machine, nirvana, and nine inch nails and lately he's stuck on playing leadbelly songs on his guitar... repeatedly.&amp;nbsp; he's also a science buff, a skater, and a bit of an &lt;a href="http://www.afropunk.com/" id="aptureLink_2YkbtpVz4N"&gt;afro-punk&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; this gets him a lot of grief in public school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzEn9qUEn1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/UotXSiA0Zhs/s1600-h/maxpartyartjpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzEn9qUEn1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/UotXSiA0Zhs/s400/maxpartyartjpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so, anyway, these kids walked up on him.&amp;nbsp; he had a few choice words (of the intelligent sort... rattled off the names of some very impactful people of african decent that they could not identify and then asked them who wasn't black...) then kept walking. &amp;nbsp;so last week, they took it further and walked up on him and got in his face. the pyrate says they were close enough that he could feel their breath. &amp;nbsp; he told them he was not going to fight them and walked away. &amp;nbsp; they yelled after him a bunch of epithets varying from white boy, b*tch, p***y, and other things. &amp;nbsp;he kept walking. &amp;nbsp;these boys are all smaller than him and he could have easily taken out a couple quickly and then scared the others enough to leave him alone, but he walked away... like a shaolin monk. &amp;nbsp;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that day, in the gym locker room, they watched and waited as he was changing clothes for gym class, and as he was pulling his gym shirt over his head one of them hit him very hard open handed in the center of his back... hard enough to leave a mark.&amp;nbsp; the others broke into laughter as he winced then shouted at them to never touch him again.&amp;nbsp; then he finished changing and walked away... like Dr. King, Jesus or Gandhi would.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he is not traumatized this time because he thinks their motivation is ignorant.&amp;nbsp; (he's been raised with a strong education about who he is ethnically... so that's much easier for him to deflect emotionally than say... being called gay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&amp;nbsp; the incidents have been reported, but the proper school authorities were already gone for the day when i was able to report it.&amp;nbsp; i'm proud of my son.&amp;nbsp; he's a much more confident and courageous kid than i was at his age... or than he was a few months ago.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; we had actually had a good laugh about whether or not he thinks of himself as black.&amp;nbsp; he raised his 12 year old fist and grinned at me with the biggest nerdy grin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i said, "say it loud!"&amp;nbsp; the pyrate said, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i am black and i am proud."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; just like that... no conjugations like james brown did it.&amp;nbsp; like the black nerd scientist, afro-german, punk-pyrate, skater boy that he is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; so all is well.&amp;nbsp; i plan to be very proactive day one back to school after the break with the proper school authorities.&amp;nbsp; perhaps a conference with the kids parents, and i will press for middle school version of justice.&amp;nbsp; so all is well.&amp;nbsp; no trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me a moment.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;(but if a muthaf*cka EVER lays a hand on my son again... little wanna-be gangsta suburban fools might get to meet his momma who is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;straight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; outta COMPTON.&amp;nbsp; the pyrate's people roll DEEP! )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; BWaaaaahaaaaaaa!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;*Not really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;, ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;but I'm just sayin'....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the type to love a good rant when it's appropriate.&amp;nbsp; i could rant thoroughly about this issue and the surrounding issues of race relations within a culture.&amp;nbsp; you see this world wide, and not just with african americans.&amp;nbsp; but there is a very deep seeded culture of tension between different so-call groups of african americans... based on the color of skin, texture of hair, economic status, etc... that dates back to the times of slavery when the slaves were divided depending on whether they worked in the house or in the field.&amp;nbsp; they were pitted against each other in many very subversive ways. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it infuriates me when the prejudice goes on in either direction, from either side.&amp;nbsp; it is all hate and has nothing to do with solving whatever is really bothering those who are hating.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but you would think in this day and age this would be all but just an memory of attitudes of the past.&amp;nbsp; obvioiusly not, when 12 year olds are taunting each other with such ethnically slanted crap.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; then there's the association between so-called affluence and sexual orientation which is completely unrational and makes no sense at all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; we should be teaching our children wisdom and not hatred.&amp;nbsp; but &lt;b&gt;where are our wise men and women&lt;/b&gt;???&amp;nbsp; when i discover them, i keep them near, use them as role models with my child.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of connection to what the pyrate experienced with these boys.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; something similar happened to me as a kid and i didn't shake it until my mid to late twenties.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the trauma can run deep.&amp;nbsp; children... most children have self images that are still forming in their middle school years.&amp;nbsp; the behavior of these boys says a lot about the climate of the schools nowadays and of the homes that children come from.&amp;nbsp; it is dangerous behavior that can scar for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, knowing what i know, i added that last bit in &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;parent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;heses because parents who teach their kids to hate, to judge, to label, to bully, to insult, to be violent, to be angry, to be anti-social, need to know how the parents of your children's victims feel when they find out your child is committing crimes agains their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;woe to you and your children.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; woe to you, because your child might slip up and behave this way with a kid whose parents are NOT as civilized as i am....&amp;nbsp; who are not as much of anti-violence hippie as i am...&amp;nbsp; they might slip up and attack a kid who, unbeknownst to them has also been brought up in hateful violent environments who was taught that to kick some idiot ass if anybody messes with them.&amp;nbsp; they might slip up and attack a child who is already fragile and injure them in any of a myriad of ways, unfolding an onslaught of charges against your child and you, that will force you to reconsider the error of your ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these boys will face any of a series of possible punishments when they return to school in january... the school has a no tolerance policy and have expelled kids for being in a group observing one from the group attacking a victim... and on their record (the kids in the group... spectators who were &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the attacker) goes a charge of gang violence because of the group intimidation element.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, woe to those parents... and if you're not sure if your children are happy, well adjusted, self-respecting and respectful of others, then maybe you need to get to know your children better, or woe to you as well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-1201621570460910262?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/1201621570460910262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheres-my-compton-sweatshirt-mother.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1201621570460910262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/1201621570460910262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheres-my-compton-sweatshirt-mother.html' title='Where&apos;s My Compton Sweatshirt?  (the mother diaries)'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SzEn9qUEn1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/UotXSiA0Zhs/s72-c/maxpartyartjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-4811529118678164786</id><published>2009-12-19T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:43:04.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sauces and Condiments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impress your lover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Projects for Giving:  Ginger-Infused Honey (How To Make)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2ex2xGcMI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MchgIEwx5Rs/s1600-h/DSC04299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2ex2xGcMI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MchgIEwx5Rs/s640/DSC04299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;A jarful of Ginger-Infused Honey makes a yummy gift!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This infused honey recipe is part of our holiday gift projects for this year.&amp;nbsp; We also made &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-gourmet-mustard.html"&gt;gourmet mustards&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-rosemary-lemon-sea.html"&gt;rosemary lemon sea salt&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Preparation for all three project can be found &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-prep-for-gourmet.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2gAyTWsMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vMLxt86tgWU/s1600-h/DSC04291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2gAyTWsMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/vMLxt86tgWU/s320/DSC04291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We ordered our honey from a bee farm here in California.&amp;nbsp; We found it online by googling "bulk organic honey". &amp;nbsp; You can find links to the shops we ordered from in the post for preparations linked above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is another simple project that doesn't require rocket science skills nor do you have to be a professional chef to make this gourmet quality goody that your friends and loved ones will totally appreciate.&amp;nbsp; It can be used to sweeten teas, mixed with hot water alone and drank as a tea, added as the sweetener in a pound cake recipe, eaten on toast, used as a glaze for roasted meats, added to morrocan sauce recipes, added to tomato sauce for a yummy bbq sauce.&amp;nbsp; It's great by the spoonful as a sore throat soother too!!!&amp;nbsp; We bought three 1 gallon buckets of honey for $60 total.&amp;nbsp; Enough to make thirty-two 12 ounce jars of infused honey.&amp;nbsp; We bought organically grown ginger at our local farmers market.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In total I spent about $120 including the ginger, the honey, and the jars.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's about $3.75/jar of infused honey.&amp;nbsp; A jar of&amp;nbsp; non-organic, ginger honey in the Korean market costs around $7 for 8oz jar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2hM5L9AXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dIbsxJR4tDE/s1600-h/DSC04300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2hM5L9AXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dIbsxJR4tDE/s640/DSC04300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, it couldn't be simpler!!! &amp;nbsp; Buy your honey.&amp;nbsp; Buy your fresh ginger root.&amp;nbsp; You'll need about 3 inches of root for every 12 oz of honey you intend to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Peel the ginger, cut it into 1/2 inch pieces and mix into your honey.&amp;nbsp; Close the jar and don't open again for at least 1 week before opening to use.&amp;nbsp; Store in the refrigerator up to1 month after opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-4811529118678164786?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/4811529118678164786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-ginger-infused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/4811529118678164786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/4811529118678164786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-ginger-infused.html' title='Projects for Giving:  Ginger-Infused Honey (How To Make)'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2ex2xGcMI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MchgIEwx5Rs/s72-c/DSC04299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-7262383161072217362</id><published>2009-12-19T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T01:09:29.590-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sauces and Condiments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impress your lover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Projects for Giving:  Rosemary Lemon Sea Salt (How To Make)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2QG-JQmyI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uwsx1wE99kM/s1600-h/DSC04283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2QG-JQmyI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uwsx1wE99kM/s640/DSC04283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So easy to make, Rosemary Lemon Salt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is part of our holiday gift project series.&amp;nbsp; This year's theme is edible gifts.&amp;nbsp; We made gourmet mustard, rosemary lemon sea salt, &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; and ginger-infused honey.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can find the post on how to prepare in advance for these three projects &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-prep-for-gourmet.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2V_BDb_rI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Gmn24q8LHrg/s1600-h/DSC04284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2V_BDb_rI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Gmn24q8LHrg/s640/DSC04284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2YNvIOVkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/xUql93WsQJI/s1600-h/DSC04288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2YNvIOVkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/xUql93WsQJI/s400/DSC04288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You cannot find a more simple project than making rosemary salt.&amp;nbsp; Try to make this extra special by getting organic ingredients whenever possible.&amp;nbsp; We got our salt from a spice merchant online, for a fraction of what it would have cost to buy organic sea salt in the store.&amp;nbsp; Our ingredients cost under $35 to make 18 pounds of this delicious seasoning that can be used a myriad of ways!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I paid about $20 for small metal tins with hinged lids to hold my little treasures.&amp;nbsp; It would cost more than $500 to purchase that much gourmet salt at retail prices.&amp;nbsp; My 18 pounds makes about thirty-six 8 oz tins.&amp;nbsp; A 4 oz tin of gourmet salt costs anywhere from $8 and more in specialty shops and gourmet stores.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The lemons came from the farmer's market and the rosemary... *smiles* we harvested from our very own garden, from a bush I planted 4 years ago.&amp;nbsp; So the rosemary cost us nothing!&amp;nbsp; All you need is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 parts regular grain organic sea salt to 1 part course granule organic sea salt, for each cup of salt, add 1/4 cup of fresh rosemary leaves, and 3 tablespoons of fresh grated lemon zest. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;In a food processor grind your rosemary into a fine meal, then mix together with lemon zest and salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Spread the mixture thinly onto cookie sheets and dry in the oven for 2 hours on 140 degrees fahrenheit. &amp;nbsp; The zest and the rosemary should crumble between your fingers if it is properly dried.&amp;nbsp; Store your salt in a cool place indefinitely.&amp;nbsp; However, it will be most flavorful if used within 6 months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-7262383161072217362?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/7262383161072217362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-rosemary-lemon-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/7262383161072217362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/7262383161072217362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-rosemary-lemon-sea.html' title='Projects for Giving:  Rosemary Lemon Sea Salt (How To Make)'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2QG-JQmyI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uwsx1wE99kM/s72-c/DSC04283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-2069077542937409651</id><published>2009-12-19T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:25:22.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sauces and Condiments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impress your lover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Projects for Giving:  Gourmet Mustard How To Make</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy10gR0A-4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JawixxPBFWs/s1600-h/DSC04260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy10gR0A-4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JawixxPBFWs/s640/DSC04260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Honey Mustard with Garlic and Sun-dried Tomatoes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Beer and Honey Mustard with Tarragon and Orange Zest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THIS JUST IN:&amp;nbsp; Gourmet foods don't require expensive ingredients, nor do they have to be imported from some far away land.&amp;nbsp; You don't have to buy them in Gelson's, Bristol Farms, or Whole Foods.&amp;nbsp; You don't have to go to your city's version of Beverly Hills and pay exorbitant prices in pretentious boutiques.&amp;nbsp; From my perspective, quality gourmet foods are made using preparation and cooking techniques that are time-honored, often old world, and often handmade in smaller quantities than mass manufactured foods.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Usually they are made with ingredients acquired with special care and usually the ingredients are organic, straight from the source, when possible locally grown to the maker of the food.&amp;nbsp; Guess what that means?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can make your own gourmet foods fresh, organic, more intensely flavored and tasting like the ingredients instead of the machines and chemicals used in mass preparations.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In our house we made homemade gourmet mustard, rosemary lemon salt, and ginger-infused honey to give as presents this holiday season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; See my previous post regarding preparations for these items &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-prep-for-gourmet.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In this post, I'll explain how we made two delicious mustards that I can't get enough of!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will post photos of the actual packaging at a later date, along with the pages from the recipe book that will be included with the gifts when we give them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We made everything ourselves at home from scratch with organic ingredients purchased from their source when possible, none of the ingredients were purchased in retail stores except the beer and even that was from a microbrewery.&amp;nbsp; The mustard powder and whole mustard seeds were bought online from a spice merchant.&amp;nbsp; The vinegar came from a source online as well that promised its product was organic.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The honey came from a bee farm I found online as well.&amp;nbsp; Purchasing ingredients in this way, from the source and in bulk was a cost savings that will blow you away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2CKrLVoVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xNVYVVCRb0A/s1600-h/DSC04271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2CKrLVoVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xNVYVVCRb0A/s320/DSC04271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I made fifty 8 oz jars of mustard, including all the ingredients for under $75, including the cost of the jars which were bought online from a specialty bottle company.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In actual hands on preparation time, I may have spent a total of 2 hours total to make the mustard, over the course of two days.&amp;nbsp; First soaking the seeds, then the next day grinding them and mixing in the other ingredients.&amp;nbsp; After that, it is simply the passage of time that makes the flavors in the mustard come together over the course of about 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2CeLooK0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/KhRfNKj0ICw/s1600-h/DSC04270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2CeLooK0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/KhRfNKj0ICw/s320/DSC04270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This mustard can be used for many purposes.... on sandwiches, in marinades, salad dressings, and so many more things... You will find that a jar of this as a gift is appreciated in a way that something impersonal, bought in a store will never be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The flavor is so much finer... such mustard would fetch more than $10 a jar in a fine gourmet shop.&amp;nbsp; Making this was a pleasure.&amp;nbsp; The experience of tasting it was fine.&amp;nbsp; Somehow finer than if we'd bought it in a store.&amp;nbsp; The aroma perfumed my house for a few days until the mustard was sealed in jars.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for you to make your own.&amp;nbsp; You don't have to make enough for 50 jars.&amp;nbsp; A jar will only keep for about 1 month in your refrigerator so, make what you'll use and then give the rest away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You can be creative with the ingredients as well.&amp;nbsp; This is a simple thing, not really a recipe at all.&amp;nbsp; You will simply use equal parts mustard flour (mustard powder) and whole yellow or brown mustard seeds.&amp;nbsp; You'll need to soak your mustard seeds in the liquid of choice for at least a day or two before combining with the other ingredients.&amp;nbsp; We used apple cider vinegar and beer to soak one batch, and white wine and apple cider vinegar for the other.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2HsRusfzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cY3EwU1R9co/s1600-h/DSC04277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2HsRusfzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cY3EwU1R9co/s320/DSC04277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For 8 oz of mustard you will need 3 tablespoons of mustard seeds, 3 tablespoons of mustard flour, 3/4 cup of combined liquid (beer, water, vinegar, wine...), and any additional ingredients you want to use to create the flavor you desire.&amp;nbsp; If you decide to add honey to your mixture, subtract 1/3 of the other liquid, but don't add the honey to the soaking phase of the process.&amp;nbsp; Add it at the end when you add all the other ingredients before grinding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2HmXKvVvI/AAAAAAAAAV8/hmTzwetduBI/s1600-h/DSC04276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy2HmXKvVvI/AAAAAAAAAV8/hmTzwetduBI/s320/DSC04276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After soaking the seeds for two days in the liquid, we added the mustard powder, and the other ingredients.&amp;nbsp; We added dried organic tarragon, organic honey,&amp;nbsp; and fresh grated orange zest to the beer mustard.&amp;nbsp; We added fresh finely minced garlic, honey, and sun-dried tomatoes to the other.&amp;nbsp; I decided to make the beer tarragon mustard a bit smoother and the garlic sun-dried tomato one more course.&amp;nbsp; To do this we varied the amount of the mixture that we put through the food processor to grind it smooth.&amp;nbsp; For the course one we processed 1/2 of the mixture in the processor for 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For the smoother one we processed 3/4 of the mixture in the processor for 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With gourmet mustard you want a bit of&amp;nbsp; whole seed to be present.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can see from the closeups above, the difference in texture between the course ground and the smoother.&amp;nbsp; The courser will be spicier.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It will taste better with time, so don't worry if the flavor is a bit harsh when you first taste it. Once you've gotten the consistency you like, store your mustard away for about 10 days then check the flavor.&amp;nbsp; At this point, taste it to see if you want to add more salt, more honey, etc... then store your mustard in a sealed container in the refrigerator for up to a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-2069077542937409651?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/2069077542937409651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-gourmet-mustard.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2069077542937409651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2069077542937409651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-gourmet-mustard.html' title='Projects for Giving:  Gourmet Mustard How To Make'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy10gR0A-4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JawixxPBFWs/s72-c/DSC04260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-2070539559320543303</id><published>2009-12-19T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T01:31:05.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music biz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Me. Live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It will be a while before I'm on stage again.&amp;nbsp; I've got a lot going on.&amp;nbsp; Here's one last show for the year and then I'll be focusing on the new!&amp;nbsp; So, if you're in Los Angeles this holiday season, don't miss this show!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'll be performing most of your favorites from the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ntqqDzf9Ps" id="aptureLink_B9D3bEPdVU"&gt;Love and Light Volume One&lt;/a&gt; cd.&amp;nbsp; The band will feature actor/activist&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.donnswaby.com/" id="aptureLink_ceTmg3Qt51"&gt;Donn Swaby&lt;/a&gt; on guitar, P-funk All-Star drummer &lt;a href="http://www.karoly.net/" id="aptureLink_rFQV6LXNaO"&gt;Karoly Kiss&lt;/a&gt; , bassist to the stars &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lesismore1" id="aptureLink_UR5C0sAHrT"&gt;Les King&lt;/a&gt;, and extraordinary rock violinist &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sisterspags" id="aptureLink_ymPvLE5zRA"&gt;Jennifer "Spags" Spingola&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm telling you, don't miss this show!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy1f9zgpYeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/IY-IeVJOQ00/s1600-h/flyer_web_12_30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy1f9zgpYeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/IY-IeVJOQ00/s640/flyer_web_12_30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-2070539559320543303?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/2070539559320543303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2070539559320543303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2070539559320543303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-live.html' title='Me. Live.'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sy1f9zgpYeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/IY-IeVJOQ00/s72-c/flyer_web_12_30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-299659529629106594</id><published>2009-12-12T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:35:35.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community activism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enterprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>You Must Change</title><content type='html'>Last year I remember having a phone conversation with a girlfriend about getting married and she asked me sadly what my secret was for finding a good man.&amp;nbsp; I was startled by the question.&amp;nbsp; It's my second marriage.&amp;nbsp; I don't necessarily consider a second try to be evidence of having the "magic words" for anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If anything, the failure of my first marriage made me a lot less romantic in my perspective on the institution and that's not a bad thing.&amp;nbsp; I don't believe there's some secret method nor do I believe there is a guarantee things will work out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm not even sure if there is one clear and concise definition for what a so-called "good man" is.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe, (and I can think of many who will scoff at this... but before you do, remember your own secret shortcomings and imagine how you'd perceive them in another person), I believe all people are good men at their core.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad behavior is a symptom of some sort of pathology.&amp;nbsp; All the time. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've had a relatively good life, and still you behave badly, there is still the condition of being human.&amp;nbsp; The very fact that we are confined to our flesh can incite bad behavior in mankind.&amp;nbsp; There will always be a part of us that seeks to transcend our flesh, even if we are not conscious of what the true source of longing is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the level of compassion I try to uphold in all of my relationships.&amp;nbsp; Conversely, I also exercise the&amp;nbsp; power of faith and expect people to be on their best behavior.&amp;nbsp; I expect it.&amp;nbsp; If they don't live up to my expectations, I address it then.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;everyone starts out being expected to do what's right because sometimes that's all a person needs is for someone to believe they can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At the same time, I practice (hello) being on my best behavior as well.&amp;nbsp; Because if I treat me well, isn't that the best example to be set???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example.&amp;nbsp; I am messy.&amp;nbsp; My car is often dirty and has, at any given moment a wide variety of miscellaneous clutter in it.&amp;nbsp; Because of that, people who ride in my car don't feel any reservations about leaving their empty bottles, paper trash, or other miscellaneous stuff in my car.&amp;nbsp; I don't like it, and it may not be right, but what can I expect when they are simply doing in Rome as the Romans do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I don't believe in putting my energy into other people's behavior because I can't control it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If I have a "secret", perhaps that is it.&amp;nbsp; But that's no secret at all!&amp;nbsp; For sure it's not fail-proof, nor is it going to prevent disappointment 100% of the time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Sometimes the one behaving badly, or making bad choices, is me.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; *smile* Imagine that.... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The idea that they might be doing something to create their circumstances doesn't even occur to most people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; And we've been taught to not blame ourselves... to "not be so hard on ourselves".&amp;nbsp; There's a big difference between forgiving myself for a bad choice, learning from that for future purposes, and allowing the neurosis of self pity and woe to take over as a distraction from what's really going on.&amp;nbsp; When we feel pain, failure, or disappointment, it's almost as if the idea that it might be our own fault is scarier than the idea that we might repeatedly self-inflict said pain on ourselves. This is, for sure, bad behavior, albeit self-inflicted, it is still bad behavior.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an old saying that &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"You cannot change people.&amp;nbsp; You can only change your reactions to them."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This goes back to the old bible scripture that says, "Lord give me the strength to change the things I can and the serenity to accept the things I cannot."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Both change and acceptance are all about YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a phone conversation the other day with someone who was in tears over how she was "being treated" in the relationship she's in... a relationship that she's been in for 4 some-odd years now, (or longer), and in which she's been treated exactly the same way since the very beginning.&amp;nbsp; Yet she is still calling me in tears and complaining about her partner's bad behavior in great detail, villanizing them as if the whole sum of her misery was due to this person's evil behavior. &amp;nbsp; I could have endured this if it weren't for the fact that I've been privvy to about a dozen or more of these tear soaked rants from this person in regards to the same relationship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I was listening, it was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;like watching someone stand on hot coals, smoke rising from their feet and they continue to stand there&amp;nbsp; voluntarily and curse the coals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the idea never occurring to them that they should step to the left or right and stop allowing their feet to be burned.&amp;nbsp; I told this friend, "Please, I love you, but I really don't want to hear about all the things he does, how wrong he is, or how you don't understand why he's that way.&amp;nbsp; I don't care about ANY of that!!!&amp;nbsp; All I care about is &lt;i&gt;what's wrong with you that you stay year after year with someone who inflicts such atrocities on you&lt;/i&gt;."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Silence, on the other end of the line... then a proclamation that I was right and she'd had enough.&amp;nbsp; I've heard that before. That was a week ago.&amp;nbsp; I'll believe she's done, when she's done.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do that?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isn't it common sense that if we are in a relationship with someone whose behavior is hurtful, then we are responsible for our own welfare?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who behave badly are hurting themselves, and we expect them to be responsible for someone else's well being?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; That's irrational, and in my opinion bad behavior of the worst kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How can we expect to be honored when we do not honor ourselves?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is a good man?&amp;nbsp; That's the question of the century, right?&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm going to disappoint a whole lot of sensation mongers and say that for me, a good man is a man who is confident, has faith in the unseen, has healthy love for self and the rest of humanity, practices honesty, is open-minded and doesn't let fear stop him from growing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All that other stuff that you think matters, only exists collectively in one person if they have these things.&amp;nbsp; If any one of these is completely non-existent you are setting yourself up for trouble.&amp;nbsp; That's why it's important when you choose to allow yourself to open up wide and choose a life partner, you need to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;be very aware and not be too swept away in the excitement that you see something in them that you think you need &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;most which is really about some childhood lack which you cannot reverse and correct with another person.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If they have that one thing and nothing else you will have a rude awakening in the not-to-distant future.&amp;nbsp; I promise you that.&lt;br /&gt;Some people close their eyes long before that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Another friend paid me a visit recently and told me about a situation with a guy she had a crush on but hadn't approached.&amp;nbsp; A friend of hers told the guy she was interested.&amp;nbsp; He very sheepishly mumbled something about workplace relationships being awkward, etc...&amp;nbsp; For me, that hesitation from someone I work with on a daily basis, would have been enough to tell me to move on and that he's not interested.&amp;nbsp; That's just me.&amp;nbsp; Hesitation is a red flag.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy who is into me doesn't hesitate.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If he's into you and he hesitates, he's in some way insecure about the situation and that's enough.&amp;nbsp; Next.&amp;nbsp; Simple as that.&amp;nbsp; But that's just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this story doesn't end there.&amp;nbsp; My friend started texting this person a few days later and told him that she wanted to talk to him about something.&amp;nbsp; He texted her back asking what she needed to speak with him about.&amp;nbsp; She told him it would be better to talk about it in person and wanted to know if they could get together and talk.&amp;nbsp; No response.&amp;nbsp; No reply.&amp;nbsp; No text back saying "Let me get back to you."&amp;nbsp; No text saying, "I'm not comfortable with that."&amp;nbsp; No text saying, "I can't,&amp;nbsp; I have a girlfriend."&amp;nbsp; Nothing.&amp;nbsp; Blank screen.&amp;nbsp; No response.&amp;nbsp; She's annoyed by this, all in a dander... going on and on about not understanding why he didn't respond, and how rude that was and blah blah blah, etc.... For me, there would have been no initial text requesting to speak to him.&amp;nbsp; He'd been tossed the ball.&amp;nbsp; He'd already been made aware of my interest.&amp;nbsp; The ball's in his court.&amp;nbsp; Out of respect for the fact that I don't even know if he's interested, I would leave him the space to decide quietly whether he wanted to test these waters or not. But if I was slippin' and texted him the request, and he basically snubbed it and just walked away from the conversation without a response to the request, that would say to me... A.&amp;nbsp; he's not interested.&amp;nbsp; B.&amp;nbsp; he's at very least a coward with bad communication skills, and possibly even a jerk who is rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These two possibilities would have immediately exterminated any further energy being expended in his direction.&amp;nbsp; Period.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There would not be a conversation about it later with a friend because I'm still trying to figure out what happened or why he didn't respond.&amp;nbsp; There'd be no need to tell him off.&amp;nbsp; There'd be no anger as if he'd assaulted or insulted me in some way.&amp;nbsp; There would be no wish to give him a piece of my mind.&amp;nbsp; I might have a few choice words for myself for putting dude on the spot.&amp;nbsp; But I certainly would not be talking myself into excuses for how he might possibly still be interested.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Such unprofitable expenditures of energy are bad for ones self esteem.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't qualify.&amp;nbsp; That doesn't mean he's a bad person.&amp;nbsp; It could simply mean he's not exhibiting positive, proactive interest.&amp;nbsp; But that's irrelevant.&amp;nbsp; I don't care.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That is a deal breaker.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Period.&amp;nbsp; Mind, you it also does NOT mean he's NOT a bad person (a.k.a., a person with some issues i don't want anything to do with.)&amp;nbsp; But that's irrelevant too.&amp;nbsp; What's important is whether or not I am who I want to be within that relationship.&amp;nbsp; If the answer is no, there's nothing more to be said.&amp;nbsp; It's a toxic endeavor. We make deal breakers for the soap opera stuff.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we make deal breakers for the material stuff.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we make deal breakers about really stupid stuff, all the while allowing some really seriously life-damaging, soul injuring situations to go on unchecked because we want so badly to have something real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound like insanity?&amp;nbsp; Well why do we behave so irrationally?&amp;nbsp; I remember in my teens feeling that desperation.&amp;nbsp; But at some point I realized that the fantasy that someday I was going to meet someone who would sweep me away and make everything alright was... a fantasy.&amp;nbsp; Fantasies are healthy so long as you keep them in perspective and don't start lying to yourself just to keep the fantasy alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people endure major atrocities in the name of keeping the fantasy alive.&amp;nbsp; Thereby almost assuredly killing it dead.&amp;nbsp; The irony...&amp;nbsp; It's a shame because if your fantasy is to be in a loving, intimate, wholesome relationship that lasts, and you allow yourself to be stuck pretending like the one you're in will do even though you don't feel loved, you're lonely, and you feel threatened.... you single-handedly rob yourself of the possibility that you will ever have anything even similar to that fantasy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I know to be true.&amp;nbsp; In my present relationship, which is the happiest I've ever been in any relationship, I have had to learn to practice loving myself and expecting my lover to love me at that level as well, as if it were a given that he should.&amp;nbsp; This took some adjusting on my part and on his.&amp;nbsp; We're still learning.&amp;nbsp; We had a breakup midway through the time we've been together.&amp;nbsp; We'd been fighting and fighting and it was horrible.&amp;nbsp; Nothing was changing.&amp;nbsp; I was blaming him, and calling myself a victim.&amp;nbsp; But nothing would change because I was waiting for him to do it, when all the time, it was I who needed to change.&amp;nbsp; I needed to set a precedent for how I wanted to be loved.&amp;nbsp; What was happening was not it.&amp;nbsp; Knowing that was true, and believing that I could have that kind of love, I broke up with the Austrian.&amp;nbsp; No more fights, no more talking, no more tears, no more feeling sorry for myself, no more being angry with him.&amp;nbsp; I stepped out of my comfort zone, and took a chance that it would be over between us, even though I hoped that my putting my foot down would be enough to make a difference.&amp;nbsp; He could have been at a place in his life where he would project onto me all fault, but he didn't and we eventually reunited with a revised version of our relationship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If things had turned out differently, at least I would have been exercising my faith in what I believe is a healthy and good relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's really interesting is applying this to every kind of relationship.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can apply this principal of personal responsibility to any relationship you invest yourself in, be it a person, a job, a creative endeavor, etc...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; If you want to be successful, but you stay in a job that makes you miserable and/or forces you to be someone you don't want to be, why are you there?&amp;nbsp; If you have a powerful passion and gift for something creative but you shun it because you were brought up to not take such things seriously, you are denying your passion, and you are denying all of those who could be benefiting from your gift.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you want to have close, intimate friendships with a certain kind of interaction, why do you spend exorbitant amounts of time with people who not only don't have the same wishes, they actually don't possess the life skills to foster these wishes.&amp;nbsp; It's not about being mean and exclusionary.&amp;nbsp; It's about the kind of energy you invest and what/whom you invest it in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;If we were all more like this, I believe people would be more motivated to grow, change, be more authentic because the likelihood of someone putting up with their bullshit would be greatly reduced.&amp;nbsp; They would change for pure social survival purposes.&amp;nbsp; Think of all the things you don't do because you value your friends, family, lover, children, parents, etc...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to have the strength to change what you can and the serenity to accept when you can't is the key.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It is changing my life for sure for the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and I only wish there were someone telling me these things when I was 19.&amp;nbsp; I would have saved myself an enormous amount of heartache and pain... and energy.&amp;nbsp; Does it mean being lonely sometimes?&amp;nbsp; Yes.&amp;nbsp; Does it mean being broke sometimes?&amp;nbsp; Yes.&amp;nbsp; But I would rather be lonely and broke sometimes than miserable in my connections all of the time.&amp;nbsp; Spend those lean times to improve self, focus on self growth and know that there is no reason to fear.&amp;nbsp; All things pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young ones reading here, think about it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-299659529629106594?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/299659529629106594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-must-change.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/299659529629106594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/299659529629106594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-must-change.html' title='You Must Change'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-8734112260018126063</id><published>2009-12-11T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:24:54.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african american history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><title type='text'>Ask Me Anything</title><content type='html'>Homework assignment for friends, family, and fans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 10:30 pm on Friday.&amp;nbsp; You have 24 hours to post a question here as a comment on this blog post.&amp;nbsp; Ask me anything.&amp;nbsp; I will do my best to answer.&amp;nbsp; Here's your chance to get to know me better... to ask that one question that's been nagging you forever...&lt;br /&gt;I will post my answers to all questions on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Make it good.&amp;nbsp; Don't be shy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-8734112260018126063?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/8734112260018126063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/ask-me-anything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8734112260018126063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8734112260018126063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/ask-me-anything.html' title='Ask Me Anything'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-716134908788125213</id><published>2009-12-11T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:40:09.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><title type='text'>Honest Scrap Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_68-hIs7XeBk/SyJ8aOkGvGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NfLAKIQJe1Q/s1600/The+Honest+Scrap+Award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_68-hIs7XeBk/SyJ8aOkGvGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NfLAKIQJe1Q/s320/The+Honest+Scrap+Award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A reluctant THANK YOU to my dear Brooklyn friend &lt;a href="http://missmoonsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/12/ten-honest-things-about-myself.html"&gt;Miss Moon&lt;/a&gt; for nominating me for this Honest Scrap award.&amp;nbsp; It's been a while since I won anything, so I'll go along, even though it's a TAG CHAIN and...&amp;nbsp; *sigh* well... let's just say, I am not a fan of tag chains.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But gracious I shall be because, like I said, it's been a while since I won anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Thank you Geechee Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here's the deal, at the end of this is a list of names of folk I've nominated&amp;nbsp; If your name is there, follow these instructions, if not, well... you've been spared.&amp;nbsp; lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The rules to receiving this award are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Post the award on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Present this award to others whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design, or those who have encouraged you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell those people they've been awarded HONEST SCRAP, inform them of these guidelines.&lt;br /&gt;4. Share "Ten Honest things" about yourself.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1.&amp;nbsp; I don't handle boredom or stagnance well.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I collect refrigerator magnets. Can you get anymore retro than that?&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; When I was a kid we had geese instead of dogs that would sound the alarm for intruders.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; When we are all in the same room, my guys shield themselves with their hands when they turn their back to me, in defense of their backsides.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some people bring up violent urges in me of the sort that I would never act upon.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; I'm a make-love-not-war kinda girl.&amp;nbsp; So number 5 is saying a lot "Some People".&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; I have some things that no one else I know has and I'm willing to share.&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; I prefer to work at night when the rest of the world is sleeping and the energies in the air are less cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My biggest challenge these days is with being compassionate even when I am not receiving compassion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; I've got new music in me... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Tag You're It!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blacknerdsnetwork.blogspot.com/"&gt;Black Nerds Network&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://purplezoe.blogspot.com/"&gt;one-man museum&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://purplezoe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ultraviolet Underground&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theabandonedship.blogspot.com/"&gt;Flight of the Phoenix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-716134908788125213?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/716134908788125213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/honest-scrap-award.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/716134908788125213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/716134908788125213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/honest-scrap-award.html' title='Honest Scrap Award'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_68-hIs7XeBk/SyJ8aOkGvGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NfLAKIQJe1Q/s72-c/The+Honest+Scrap+Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-6354107689174106781</id><published>2009-12-10T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:26:51.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gourmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Projects For Giving: Prep for Gourmet Mustard, Rosemary Salt, Ginger Honey Tea</title><content type='html'>Some of you have asked that I tell you what I'm doing for my holiday giving because you'd like to make along with us some of the things we'll be making.&amp;nbsp; So here's a brief summary of what we're doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing gourmet gift bags, filled with gourmet mustards, rosemary salt, Korean ginger honey tea, a recipe booklet, and other goodies to be determined... We'll be making around 50 of each item. Leftovers can be used by us, or given to people at other occasions such as a hostess gift when invited for dinner, or for no occasion at all, just to say "I love you!"&lt;br /&gt;So we bought things in bulk.&amp;nbsp; Spices came from the &lt;a href="http://www.herbco.com/" id="aptureLink_ogFyCFhdiU"&gt;Monterey Bay Spice Company&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We got our honey in 1 gallon containers from &lt;a href="http://www.millershoney.com/" id="aptureLink_PvYVuEn3cY"&gt;Miller's Honey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You'll need jars.&amp;nbsp; I purchased my jars from the &lt;a href="http://www.specialtybottle.com/" id="aptureLink_RsngVlTSvT"&gt;Specialty Bottle Co&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I used 8 oz jars for the mustard, 12 oz jars for the ginger honey tea, and I used 8 oz rectangular tins with clear hinged lids for the rosemary salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the packaging.&amp;nbsp; We've stopped using that cheesy, ink-laden holiday paper you can find in every drug store during this season, and opted for more eco friendly Andreas and I will make labels and tags for our items.&amp;nbsp; Some will be printed, some handwritten, on cardstock and attached with ribbon.&amp;nbsp; Other packaging will be recycled paper brown kraft wrapping paper, and recycled paper raffia ribbon that we got at &lt;a href="http://www.nashvillewraps.com/" id="aptureLink_qwkBrmRjTi"&gt;Nashville Wraps&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This company carries a vast assortment of eco-friendly packaging and gift products.&amp;nbsp; I also get my reuseable green grocery bags here, 10 bags for about $6, and that's what i use instead of traditional gift bags.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you'll need (except for any fresh produce ingredients) can also be purchased in my &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/taittothbrsut-20" id="aptureLink_rr8uaM4esz"&gt;Amazon Store&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Look for the section in my store that's titled Edible Giving.&amp;nbsp; I've set that up so that you can do one-stop shopping for everything you'll need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--amazon_ad_tag="taittothbrsut-20"; amazon_ad_width="300"; amazon_ad_height="250"; amazon_color_background="C97F3C"; amazon_color_border="502F1B"; amazon_color_logo="CB7528"; amazon_color_text="DD9C55"; amazon_color_link="ED9F5A"; amazon_ad_logo="hide"; amazon_ad_link_target="new"; amazon_ad_title="My Recommendations"; //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/s/asw.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gourmet Mustard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenibble.com/zine/draft1/images/Gourmet-Mustards-PS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.thenibble.com/zine/draft1/images/Gourmet-Mustards-PS.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what we're doing is soaking mustard seeds for a day or so, then adding mustard paste made with the mustard powder (mustard flour) You'll get further instructions for this next week.&amp;nbsp; For now just collect your ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;You will need to get some yellow or brown (depending on your preference) organic bulk mustard seeds and organic bulk mustard powder (mustard flour).&lt;br /&gt;You'll also need to purchase whatever spices you want to add to it, and the day before you prepare this mustard, purchase whatever fresh herbs, horseradish, etc.&amp;nbsp; you'd like to mix in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;If you want to make champagne mustard, you'll need to get some champagne vinegar.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise you'll need either cider vinegar, wine vinegar, or plain white vinegar.&amp;nbsp; About 1/4 cup for every cup of mustard you intend to have as end result.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you want your mustard to be a brighter yellow you'll need a bit of turmeric as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meiji.com.sg/pictures/Image/AC_Receipe4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.meiji.com.sg/pictures/Image/AC_Receipe4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Korean Ginger Honey Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You only need three things for this.&amp;nbsp; You need jars for however many you want to make, enough honey &lt;/span&gt;for however many jars you want to make, and the day before you're ready to make these, you'll need a generous amount of whole fresh ginger root.&amp;nbsp; Pretty darn simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lemon Rosemary Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/americanfood/1/I/5/A/-/-/saltthumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://z.about.com/d/americanfood/1/I/5/A/-/-/saltthumb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;... if you thought things couldn't get any simpler, you'll need two things for this. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Lots of fresh organic rosemary, and sea salt.&amp;nbsp; You'll need both coarse and fine grain sea salts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Check back in a few days when I've got all my ingredients ready and I'll have photos and instructions for how to make these gifts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-6354107689174106781?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/6354107689174106781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-prep-for-gourmet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/6354107689174106781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/6354107689174106781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/projects-for-giving-prep-for-gourmet.html' title='Projects For Giving: Prep for Gourmet Mustard, Rosemary Salt, Ginger Honey Tea'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5247238523855036095</id><published>2009-12-09T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:30:58.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>I Gave Up Disposable Dining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBncCZTjhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UD0oZm-kh4M/s1600-h/DSC03649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBncCZTjhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UD0oZm-kh4M/s320/DSC03649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBhYh6xMJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sBWjiOjKEx4/s1600-h/DSC03651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBhYh6xMJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sBWjiOjKEx4/s640/DSC03651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About a decade ago, I started to collect depression glass during my phase when I was a new mother, and building my "nest".&amp;nbsp; There's something about functional nostalgia that I am drawn to.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it's because I can remember my grandmother at some point having some of these dishes and I long to connect with her grace and hospitality.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's kinda strange for this rock n' roll mom to be so into this stuff, but I decided a long time ago to just be who I am.&amp;nbsp; Back then I was a huge Martha Stewart fan and Martha had a thing for green depression glass.&amp;nbsp; I started to look for it at flea markets and on ebay in the beginning of 2000, and have been collecting green, lemon yellow and gold depression glass ever since.&amp;nbsp; My auntie Anita had a collection as well.&amp;nbsp; She had some green glass, but mostly milk glass and ruby red.&amp;nbsp; These dishes are very heavy and fair quite well for parties.&amp;nbsp; I pull them out whenever we have a lot of people over and my everyday dishes just won't do.&amp;nbsp; You can bid on pieces individually on ebay anywhere from pennies to a couple of dollars per item.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes they are sold in sets, sometimes by serving set, and sometimes you'll find a replacement piece such as a lid or a saucer... I don't think I've spent in total more than a couple hundred dollars on my collection.&amp;nbsp; I have enough to use for parties where I entertain up to a hundred or more people.&amp;nbsp; You might ask yourself, why I would use these for parties.&amp;nbsp; As I've said, they are pretty durable, I've only had a couple of them broken over the years. More importantly, to me at least, is the fact that I don't want to use paper or styrofoam plates.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I try to avoid the use of disposable paper and styrofoam whenever I can.&amp;nbsp; It's unhealthy for our bodies and for our earth and it's definitely more expensive in the long term.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even for everyday dining, we don't use paper napkins.&amp;nbsp; Instead I've invested in cloth napkins and collected enough of them over the years to use them for every meal and toss them in with the laundry at the end of the day, to be washed each week with our laundry.&amp;nbsp; It is, I admit a way of living that takes getting used to.&amp;nbsp; It means dishes to wash.&amp;nbsp; But even for parties with a hundred people, we can get away with about 3 loads in the dishwasher, and/or recruiting friends to help wash and dry at the end of the night.&amp;nbsp; It's not that big of a deal, seriously.&amp;nbsp; And people appreciate the elegance and sturdiness of real dishes.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy taking people back to a time when hostesses were more graceful, actually cooked, and made an effort to show their guests that they care enough invest some time in their comfort.&amp;nbsp; I don't have the patience to be particular about pattern or brand, so long as they are good quality and in the colors that I like, I collect them.&amp;nbsp; Some people will prefer a uniform set.&amp;nbsp; But for me mix and match is the way.&amp;nbsp; I should be said the other kind of collecting takes a lot more time, patience, and willingness to pay higher prices. Antique and vintage dealers know that if you're looking for a particular brand or pattern to match what you're collecting, you'll pay more.&amp;nbsp; So I just look for certain colors, pattern, and quality of craftsmanship. &amp;nbsp; It adds a bit of funkiness to an otherwise fancy spread, to use mix match dishes in lovely jewel tone colors.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps that is the rock n' roll in me that thinks funky belongs with fancy.&amp;nbsp; Each year I choose a dish type to focus on.&amp;nbsp; In the last few years I focused on pitchers.&amp;nbsp; So now I have 6 depression glass pitchers that get used quite a bit for holidays at our house.&amp;nbsp; I also collect old silver as well.&amp;nbsp; I keep it stored in vintage flatware chests I found at the flea market, and polish it up for use on holidays when family and friends come through.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I keep my much vintage dishes in an old pie safe (see below right), the rest in high cabinets, and only take them out when we have company.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBuq6j8mLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/zcJR5qyK-V8/s1600-h/DSC03641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBuq6j8mLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/zcJR5qyK-V8/s320/DSC03641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBq3Kl9EbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/bDUZKQOcqoQ/s1600-h/brunch+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBq3Kl9EbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/bDUZKQOcqoQ/s320/brunch+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the favorite things in my collection of dinnerware and glassware is my set of hand-painted artist signed blue clayware dishes from Tonalo, Mexico.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found the set in a flea market many years ago and paid about $80 for something like 100 pieces, including place service for eight (dinner plate, salad plate, tumbler, tea cup/saucer, cocoa mug, soup bowl, small bowl), soup tureen, salad bowl, platter, coffee server, and more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is not about pretentiousness.&amp;nbsp; It's more about grace.&amp;nbsp; Every time I take them out to serve guests people get this pleased look on their faces like they are getting the royal treatment. Even the guys are flattered. They have no idea I paid less for the entire set of Mexican dishes than I would have paid for the same amount of not-as-impressive dishes purchased in the local Target.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't trade them for anything in&amp;nbsp; a high end department store either.&amp;nbsp; I mix and match this set with my green depression glass and, as you can see in this picture,&amp;nbsp; 1950's and 60's ceramic pitchers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you love to entertain, investing in vintage will pay for itself.&amp;nbsp; Over the years the money I've saved on disposable ware alone has more than paid for what I've collected, and who knows how many trees I've saved.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8JXvK0YCI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pH4jGoIk4ZQ/s1600-h/DSC03651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8JXvK0YCI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pH4jGoIk4ZQ/s1600-h/DSC03651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8JXvK0YCI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pH4jGoIk4ZQ/s1600-h/DSC03651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5247238523855036095?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5247238523855036095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-gave-up-disposable-dining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5247238523855036095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5247238523855036095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-gave-up-disposable-dining.html' title='I Gave Up Disposable Dining'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SyBncCZTjhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UD0oZm-kh4M/s72-c/DSC03649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-8293789852179151936</id><published>2009-12-08T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:00:27.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>The Holidays In Our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx795cYO6nI/AAAAAAAAATs/0jYDWNQLefc/s1600-h/DSC04094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx795cYO6nI/AAAAAAAAATs/0jYDWNQLefc/s400/DSC04094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The menu's being planned and the potluck organized. We've pulled down the ornaments from the rafters in the garage, and we've begun to "deck the halls".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For us,&amp;nbsp; it is a time to celebrate family and friends, and to reflect on the blessings of the soon to be ended year.&amp;nbsp; We have several traditions in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kick off the season by getting our tree usually around the week after Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; We're a week late, but who's counting, right?&amp;nbsp; The tree comes from a family who sells in our neighborhood every year.&amp;nbsp; For every tree they sell, they plant one in a nature reserve near their farm.&amp;nbsp; The tree goes up the same day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Austrian spends about an hour getting it into our big stand, and trying to get it level.&amp;nbsp; (not so level this year but who's gonna say anything about that, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7-MmcXWvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DdJ-f3H8HS4/s1600-h/DSC04106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7-MmcXWvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DdJ-f3H8HS4/s640/DSC04106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Usually our friends the Bennetts come over and help us decorate it.&amp;nbsp; Sort of... This year they were sick and stayed home and we didn't get started until late because of another task that had to be completed first on the other side of town.&amp;nbsp; Miss Spacklepudget is with us this year, so we had built-in help and she invited a friend over to help as well.&amp;nbsp; We make an evening of it.&amp;nbsp; I taught myself how to make hot buttered rum then created my own version with mulled apple cider added to the cup instead of hot water.&amp;nbsp; We had organic tomato basil soup.&amp;nbsp; We made grilled cheese sammiches... but not your mother's grilled cheese.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Emmentaler on French bread, Gruyer Cheese and Sun-dried Tomato Olive Tapenade on German-style whole 7 grain bread, and Irish White Cheddar and Spanish Piquillo peppers on Roasted Garlic Sourdough bread.&amp;nbsp; You've not had grilled cheese until you've had MY grilled cheese!&amp;nbsp; (recipes coming this week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7-sGOpNrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XGbYaYVNy7c/s1600-h/DSC04121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7-sGOpNrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XGbYaYVNy7c/s320/DSC04121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We always use the occasion to light up the fireplace for the first time in the season.&amp;nbsp; It's cold enough here in this part of L.A. to actually use our fireplace.&amp;nbsp; You can imagine how good our house smelled on Saturday with all this going on!&amp;nbsp; The tree gets decorated that night, and the rest of the house too over the following days.&amp;nbsp; When the tree's done I always sit and enjoy it until I can't keep my eyes open any more, in the darkened room with nothing but the light from the tree and the fireplace.&amp;nbsp; It's such a lovely ambient feeling.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7_Ja2u_wI/AAAAAAAAAUE/O0VDHOUJ9is/s1600-h/DSC04128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7_Ja2u_wI/AAAAAAAAAUE/O0VDHOUJ9is/s200/DSC04128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7_nGDNWWI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Gt6VuWwy6mw/s1600-h/DSC04144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx7_nGDNWWI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Gt6VuWwy6mw/s320/DSC04144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my mom's choirs always has a wonderful concert to attend, so we get gussied up, pile in the car,&amp;nbsp; and trek across town to enjoy one or the other soulful gospel arrangement of all the songs of the season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it's even the gospel version of Handel's Messiah done live with full band and choral arrangment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tradition is that the week before, I bake a truckload of cookies and at our family gathering, and provide goody bags for people to fill and take some home.&amp;nbsp; But this is a modest description of that tradition.&amp;nbsp; You'll see, I'll be posting the recipes.&amp;nbsp; I usually make at least 3 or 4 basic cookie doughs with anywhere from 10-12 variations in extra ingredients.&amp;nbsp; In the end, we're talking HUNDREDS of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8AN4U-p8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/iWh4bYLw3bg/s1600-h/DSC04166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8AN4U-p8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/iWh4bYLw3bg/s320/DSC04166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The teenagers in the family come over and help with the baking.&amp;nbsp; It's the best!&amp;nbsp; I make the doughs a day ahead, and the next day, Max will have the iPod playing in the kitchen, nice and loud, with his favorite rock bands... everything from Nine Inch Nails to Death Cab For Cutie, and he and his cousins and friends will be in charge of the baking.&amp;nbsp; Someone puts the dough on the cookie sheets, someone washes the cookie sheets when they're emptied, someone dries, someone watches them bake (puts them in/takes them out).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At some point, I get sick of the rock n' roll and put on my huge collection of holiday music.&amp;nbsp; The kids sing along just like they did when it was Cobain or RATM playing.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love 'em!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I make butter cookies as part of this endeavor, cut in shapes, and after they're cooked I decorate them with shimmery food grade metallic/pearlescent dust.&amp;nbsp; We make cooked that have candy centers that look like stained glass.&amp;nbsp; We do old fashioned chocolate chip.&amp;nbsp; We do oatmeal persimmon.&amp;nbsp; By Christmas Eve there's a huge shepherd's basket of cookies like nothing you've ever seen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8Ao-WinxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/u5cdrYDXVL8/s1600-h/DSC04174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8Ao-WinxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/u5cdrYDXVL8/s400/DSC04174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The newest, and most time consuming of our traditions is to give things made with our own hands.&amp;nbsp; You can see &lt;a href="http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/giving-tinkers-dam.html" id="aptureLink_0EpD6aKym9"&gt;what we did last year&lt;/a&gt; here.&amp;nbsp; This year I'm going to be making homemade gourmet mustards, marinated olives, and a mini recipe book with recipes created, tested, and written by yours truly, and graphic design by the Austrian.&amp;nbsp; Max will be making rosemary sea salt which can be used for cooking or in nice hot bath.&amp;nbsp; We'll also be making whole wheat pancake mix, candied almonds, and a Korean style ginger honey tea.&amp;nbsp; (basically fresh ginger is stored in a jar of honey for at least two weeks then used by the tablespoon full with hot water to make a delicious and very healthy tea.) Instructions for these are coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8EswGNqeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cqMQMV63dcA/s1600-h/DSC04187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8EswGNqeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cqMQMV63dcA/s320/DSC04187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The recipes in the mini book will integrate some of the items we make, like the rosemary salt used on roasted chicken or steak, or the mustard used as a glaze.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm just getting started with ordering the spices and other ingredients online in bulk from spice merchants and bee farmers and the such.&amp;nbsp; The Austrian will start working on the design for the book and the packaging labels for the items we're making.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still determining what our traditional act of kindness will be this year, but that's another thing that's important to me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We choose someone who needs a friend and we do something kind that will help them in some substantial way.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's not something we talk about much.&amp;nbsp; We just do it and keep it to ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't spend a load of money during this time, we don't focus on material things, and I make it a point to not go into any mall or major department store from Thanksgiving til after New Years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I watch the madness on the news and shake my head as the world outside our home is full of crazies who start riots to get into a Walmart store at 4 o'clock in the morning to buy tv's on sale that they can't even really afford to buy at the sale price.&amp;nbsp; We stay home and enjoy each other's company, invite others to join us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve we gather with our loved ones for good food, games, and the ever-so-famous Feltus Family Talent Hour.&amp;nbsp; Now THAT you should be a fly on the wall for!&amp;nbsp; Ha!&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's important to create a time of peaceful renewal, and reconnecting with family.&amp;nbsp; I hope that wherever you are that you and yours have a warm, happy, peaceful, soul revival during this season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-8293789852179151936?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/8293789852179151936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays-in-our-house.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8293789852179151936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/8293789852179151936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays-in-our-house.html' title='The Holidays In Our House'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx795cYO6nI/AAAAAAAAATs/0jYDWNQLefc/s72-c/DSC04094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-5091890993962676634</id><published>2009-12-08T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:59:31.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music biz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun in the news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Much Ado About Nothing</title><content type='html'>I've been doing real good with the "new posts daily" thing... I've only missed a few days in the month I've been blogging.&amp;nbsp; It hasn't been difficult to find something to share. When I've missed it's been because I couldn't spare the 3 hours it takes to write, edit, and post a blog article.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Today was different.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what it was... Perhaps that I was a bit preoccupied with planning the projects we are going to do in my house for christmas giving. We give handmade items for the holidays instead of participating in all that shopping foolishness.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Perhaps I was preoccupied with the show I have coming up in a few weeks... one of only two shows I've done in the last year and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat for about an hour trying to start a blog.&amp;nbsp; But everything I started bored me silly, so I know it would have bored you sillier!&amp;nbsp; So this is it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOt much to tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing a show on December 30th... Reflections at Zanzibar in Santa Monica, CA. &amp;nbsp; I will keep you posted as to what time I'm scheduled to go on.&amp;nbsp; It should be a good show.&amp;nbsp; There are two other fantastic artists lined up as well, so I hope to see all of you who are in L. A. out that night for a pre-new years eve warm up! &amp;nbsp; The band is excited.&amp;nbsp; We've got a phenomenal guest bassist sitting in for Dave Henning, and the rest of Chrysalis Child is fully intact!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Expect to see guitarist/actor Donn Swaby, P-Funk Allstars drummer Karoly Kiss, and Jennifer "Spags" Spingola on electric Viper violin, all rockin' out with me on stage.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm making my way back on my own terms now, and I hope you'll all be there to be a part of that new energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 13th, my good friend, jazz/soul artist&amp;nbsp; Nailah has a holiday concert and toy drive and probably a couple of other things going on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.nailahmusic.com/" id="aptureLink_VYganB5vbx"&gt;Check her calendar for details here&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Any effort you make to get out to see this woman perform will be for sure justified.&amp;nbsp; She is a force of nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 17th, my good friend, the soul songstress Jimetta Rose will be celebrating the release of her debut album "The Barber's Daughter".&amp;nbsp; 9 pm at Stereo Love at the Little Temple 4519 Santa Monica Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8HSy3UlkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/B9kkSvOnV3M/s1600-h/album_release%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8HSy3UlkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/B9kkSvOnV3M/s400/album_release%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm sure there's more going on!&amp;nbsp; If you've got an event you want to share, post it here as a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&amp;nbsp; It's now officially the next day and I've missed my "new posts daily deadline"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But better late than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sleep I go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-5091890993962676634?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/5091890993962676634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/much-ado-about-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5091890993962676634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/5091890993962676634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/much-ado-about-nothing.html' title='Much Ado About Nothing'/><author><name>Brig Feltus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04385021845002324052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SviguGHJP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tt8Ejted9kg/S220/DSC01983+-+Copy+(2).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/Sx8HSy3UlkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/B9kkSvOnV3M/s72-c/album_release%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441850667037871240.post-2925721322594121714</id><published>2009-12-05T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:20:36.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random So-Called Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african american history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Brig Feltus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Black Girls, Can We Talk?  A rant about hair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SxsN1QYGsbI/AAAAAAAAATU/9Ywm3ZeOtAQ/s1600-h/brigheadgif.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SxsN1QYGsbI/AAAAAAAAATU/9Ywm3ZeOtAQ/s200/brigheadgif.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've had it.&amp;nbsp; I've had it up to here.&amp;nbsp; Yes, here.&amp;nbsp; Can you see where I'm marking the air with my hand? High above the ends of my big crazy fro?&amp;nbsp; That's how over the whole discussion of hair, I am.&amp;nbsp; There are some things that just should be done with and exited as resolved, but we cling to the fake controversy as if controversy is our one true treasure left to hold on to.&amp;nbsp; Why do we discuss this as if we don't know better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_crf46dBZ9VI/SxsAYtydsUI/AAAAAAAAATM/w3MTgnR5tKg/s1600-h/brigheadgif.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageandstylenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/2008-fall-hairstyles4.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.imageandstylenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/2008-fall-hairstyles4.png" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did you see the movie&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Good%20Hair" id="aptureLink_on20HmZoMx"&gt;Good Hair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Let me say first, I am not anti-straight hair, and that I enjoyed the movie.&amp;nbsp; I did laugh.&amp;nbsp; Up until a certain point.&amp;nbsp; You see, at some point it is not at all funny to hear a woman (of any color) say that they feel they &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; spend exorbitant amounts of money (often money they cannot afford, sometimes money that would be better spent in other ways... perhaps on getting some ethnicity related therapy of some sort...) to use dangerous chemicals to straighten their hair, or attach someone else's hair (usually much longer and of a genetically incompatible texture) to their heads, because they think it will make people feel more comfortable around them.... in other words, naturally kinky, nappy, curly, frizzy hair is somehow socially discomforting to the general public.&amp;nbsp; I don't find it at all entertaining to hear women talk about how they are willing to burn holes in their scalp for the quest for straight hair because straight hair is accepted by the general public as more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 27 year old friend who wears wigs... that make her look like she's got some serious issues.&amp;nbsp; She hates her real hair, thinks it's ugly,&amp;nbsp; because she does not know what to do with her hair and hasn't taken the time to figure it out.&amp;nbsp; 27 years old... wearing wigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4b2Sex5pLV0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4b2Sex5pLV0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hair-style-inc.com/hair-style-picture/black-hair-style-3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.hair-style-inc.com/hair-style-picture/black-hair-style-3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Listen, I'm an artist.&amp;nbsp; I love variety.&amp;nbsp; I love self-expression and creativity... and I have been known to use my hair to exercise both of these.&amp;nbsp; I have a wig that I adore.&amp;nbsp; It's a Betty Page style wig.&amp;nbsp; I don't sport it often.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You may never even see me in it.&amp;nbsp; It's just for fun.&amp;nbsp; It's not an image corrector.&amp;nbsp; You get what I mean?&amp;nbsp; Everybody knows I spend half the year in braids down to my buttocks and that those purple, green, blue, red, yellow, and fuschia braids, dreds, and twists are not my natural hair.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But I'm sure you also know darn well, that I'm not doing that to make ANYBODY more comfortable with my appearance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm not concerned about whether or not anyone finds my hair to be unfamiliar, strange, unruly, wild, anti-conservative.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; I think my hair makes that perfectly clear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But this kind of self expression is a whole other subject that perhaps I'll touch on at another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to state my position regarding self mutilation, economic self-oppression, and the act of surrendering to a centuries old degradation of who I am as a woman, and further as a black woman, and I have several points that I want to make in that vein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://x27.xanga.com/33df456220134236197855/s186317699.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://x27.xanga.com/33df456220134236197855/s186317699.gif" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I am not my hair, as the lovely India Arie so eloquently put it.&amp;nbsp; How I wear my hair is MY business.&amp;nbsp; It is just as personal as whether or not I polish my nails, or use lotion on my skin.&amp;nbsp; It is just as personal as whether or not I like lipstick or prefer lipgloss instead.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NO ONE has the authority, expertise, nor ordinance... WAIT.&amp;nbsp; I DO NOT GIVE ANYONE&amp;nbsp; the authority, expertise, nor ordinance to decide how I will wear my hair.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will not risk my financial health, my physical health, nor my emotional health to change how I wear it in the quest to lure a man, to impress a woman, and CERTAINLY NOT to thwart someone's racial, sexual, or classist prejudices against me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The history behind this kind of prejudice is so deeply seeded that we don't even acknowledge anymore that it has anything to do with our choices.&amp;nbsp; But the truth is, the programming was established centuries ago, long before we of African decent even knew it was happening.&amp;nbsp; Back when people spoke of us in their faraway lands as if we were exotic, but nevertheless inferior animals, with strange and wild behavior, and physical appearances to match.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This image created in the land of barbarians and inquisitors... the land of slave trading and paganism...&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When did we decide to adopt this as our own self-imposed image, that we might pursue, as one of our &lt;i&gt;most invested endeavors&lt;/i&gt;, to change what we look like to change the minds of those who created that image?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackhairinformation.com/images/7_easy_steps_to_detangling_black_hair_safely.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.blackhairinformation.com/images/7_easy_steps_to_detangling_black_hair_safely.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The irony amongst us is so thick you could not get through it if you tried.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Look at how we scoffed at Michael Jackson for the changes he made to himself physically.&amp;nbsp; We scoffed, as we looked at pictures in our favorite gossip magazines, while sitting our asses in the beauty salon chair for half a day, getting the hair of some poor girl in India sewn into our heads, or while our favorite hairstylist slapped that sodium hydroxide onto our hair to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;literally break down the molecular structure of the hair's strand, dissolve the interior bonds, and replace it with new, artificial ones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, wincing as it sizzled on our scalps, spending our last dime... scoffing at Michael Jackson for trying to look white (which I can personally attest, because I was there, was not what was really going on with him...).&amp;nbsp; Same thing with how we scowl at women who get boob jobs, botox, facelifts and other forms of body mutilation for false vanity.&amp;nbsp; We talk all that mess probably the most whilst sitting in the salon chair mutilating our hair.&amp;nbsp; The hypocrisy astounds me!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. NEWSFLASH:&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black girls with nappy hair have jobs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; High ranking executive type jobs.&amp;nbsp; Jobs as scientists, astronauts, doctors, lawyers, Ivy League university professors, philosophers, politicians.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some of the most influential black women in the history of the world were black women with nappy hair!&amp;nbsp; Those of you worried about catching a man, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;black girls with nappy hair have romance, marriage, companionship, and I'm here to tell you we enjoy phenomenal sexual experiences&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just like our straight haired sisters... and in the cases of those who are still oppressed, I argue perhaps better because there's one less thing to be self conscious about when we're in that naked, vulnerable state! Our lovers can put their fingers in our hair, massage our scalps, grab a fist full in the throws of passion... You get the idea... &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Black girls with nappy hair have friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of all colors, races, cultures, and creeds.&amp;nbsp; We are not all angry (though just like anyone else, we can be angered...), we are not all militant, and whatever we are, whoever we are, you canNOT assertain based on the texture of our hair.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (As you read this you might think I'm talking to white people here.&amp;nbsp; I might be talking to some, but I'm more talking to those of my sisters who are inflicting this oppression upon themselves by defending against this false stigma.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://modelmayhm-0.vo.llnwd.net/d1/photos/090408/09/49dcd675aca5f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://modelmayhm-0.vo.llnwd.net/d1/photos/090408/09/49dcd675aca5f.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; My mother started taking me to the hair salon when I was around 12 years old and I got my first permanent relaxer treatment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before that my hair was pressed into submission with hot combing so that it was easier to control and "looked good".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mother spent hours to do this... once or twice a month.&amp;nbsp; Both me and my sister!!! Eventually she cut my hair off so that it would be easier to control.&amp;nbsp; The irony is, my mother is about 3/4 Native American Indian, and my hair is what they called "good hair" back in those days.&amp;nbsp; Compared to most, my hair was easy.&amp;nbsp; I just had a lot of it and it was easier for her to deal with if it was straightened, and that's just what people did&amp;nbsp; back in the day.&amp;nbsp; You only went natural if you were either trying to join the black panthers or you were a muslim or something.&amp;nbsp; Everybody else was straightening their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thatblackgirlsite.com/wp-content/uploadfiles/curlyhair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://www.thatblackgirlsite.com/wp-content/uploadfiles/curlyhair.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 1992 I cut off all my hair when I began training at the world renowned Vidal Sassoon Academy as a haircutter and stylist.... a UK based company with 4 academies at the time, worldwide... the most respected place to train in the profession.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They were not your average beauty school.&amp;nbsp; They had philosophies and standards above and beyond state safety and hygiene regulations and basic skill acquisition.&amp;nbsp; They had doctrine about what beauty was.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Beauty was a combination of inner qualities and the synergy between all of your outer traits.&amp;nbsp; In other words, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;each of us is made up of an architecture of physical traits that work together to make us beautiful in our own unique and natural balance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp; They believed that if you had curly hair the ideal look for you would incorporate those curls, not torture them into mutation. &amp;nbsp; They believed that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;beauty was a matter of authenticity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; therefore if you're Chinese, don't try to look like an African, and if you're an African don't try to look like you're Chinese. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8uaJ9ls8JUg/ScztGi0kYZI/AAAAAAAACzA/T2WM0N7nhMA/s1600/Picture+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8uaJ9ls8JUg/ScztGi0kYZI/AAAAAAAACzA/T2WM0N7nhMA/s320/Picture+3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; WOMEN!!&amp;nbsp; ALL WOMEN!!!&amp;nbsp; When will we wake up and stop this foolishness, starving ourselves, cutting ourselves, torturing ourselves, all in the name of so-called beauty.&amp;nbsp; This culture of beauty is perverse, shallow, and it is extremely unhealthy!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is a LIE that we tell ourselves when we bend over backwards and obsess over vanity in the name of being attractive so that we might be more desirable to men.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am hear to tell you today that if we stop this madness we will STILL have the same chances of finding a good man, and perhaps a BETTER chance because the boneheads will be eliminated from the pool of potential suitors.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This is not about men.&amp;nbsp; This is about how we feel about ourselves.&amp;nbsp; It is about a loss of rejoicing in the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God-given beauty and magnificence that is WOMANKIND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Your beauty and desirability is NOT about those things you can change about your outside.&amp;nbsp; I know it sounds cliche, but it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.easy-hairstyles.com/images/black-hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.easy-hairstyles.com/images/black-hair.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am living proof.&amp;nbsp; I found the love of my life at a time in my life where I wear little or no makeup unless I'm putting on the rock star, I don't dress up unless I have to, I'm thick and not particularly worried about it outside of for health purposes, and yes, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have been sporting my naturally curly/kinky, frizzy hair since 1992!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's like having an anvil removed from around my neck after years of being a slave to the hot pressing comb and a junkie for the creamy crack (permanent relaxer).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's not to say that I will never straighten my hair again.&amp;nbsp; It's to say what people think of me, how my hair makes them feel about me is of absolutely no consequence at all.&amp;nbsp; I am free.&amp;nbsp; 100% free when it comes to my hair.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We should all be free like this!&amp;nbsp; Hell! Save the money for something extravagant like say.... organic groceries, an eco-friendly vehicle, and hey!&amp;nbsp; Perhaps some THERAPY!&amp;nbsp; I'm telling you, our priorities are way out of whack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8uaJ9ls8JUg/R1Sj6mArPtI/AAAAAAAAAco/w4bG5TGIWeE/s1600/aisha_cain_hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8uaJ9ls8JUg/R1Sj6mArPtI/AAAAAAAAAco/w4bG5TGIWeE/s320/aisha_cain_hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To me this should all go without having to be said, ergo my frustrated tone.&amp;nbsp; This is a new age we are dawning upon.&amp;nbsp; We have to let go of those shackles.&amp;nbsp; They are barely even hanging on anymore.&amp;nbsp; And we've got keys, ladies!!!&amp;nbsp; But listen, this is not about me.&amp;nbsp; Please don't stop there, and make this about my tone or attitude and choose to be offended.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is not about what I think of you.&amp;nbsp; This is about how you feel about yourself!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have searched your soul, and you're sick of being in those straightening comb, $1000+ weave, ammonium thioglycollate &lt;b&gt;shackles&lt;/b&gt;, and you feel trapped into something that's costing you in more ways than you want it to,&amp;nbsp; but you don't know what to do with your natural hair, there are fantastic resources out there now.&amp;nbsp; God Bless the Internet!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here are some of the sites I find useful for my own hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maneandchic.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html"&gt;http://maneandchic.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackhairinformation.com/"&gt;http://www.blackhairinformation.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bglhonline.com/"&gt;http://bglhonline.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://ghettointellect.com/nappykitchen/"&gt; http://ghettointellect.com/nappykitchen/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kynk.ca/"&gt;http://www.kynk.ca/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.curls.biz/"&gt;http://www.curls.biz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://missjessies.com/"&gt;http://missjessies.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zurique.webs.com/"&gt;http://zurique.webs.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.fotki.com/?q=kinky"&gt;http://search.fotki.com/?q=kinky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.fotki.com/?q=dreadlocks"&gt;http://search.fotki.com/?q=dreadlocks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naturalhairstylesblog.com/"&gt;http://www.naturalhairstylesblog.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nappturality.com/"&gt;http://www.nappturality.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441850667037871240-2925721322594121714?l=brigfeltus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/feeds/2925721322594121714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-girls-can-we-talk-rant-about-hair.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2925721322594121714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441850667037871240/posts/default/2925721322594121714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brigfeltus.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-girls-can-we-talk-rant-about-hair.html' title='Black Girls, Can We Talk?  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