Thursday, June 14, 2012

My Alphabe-Thursday -- "D" -- Things in a Row -- Two Questions --

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"D" is for Deer: I played golf this Tuesday(I'll also be playing this morning, Thursday).  I am back into my routine again now.  Tuesdays I play with the fellows in Mrs. Jim's Sunday school Class.  Then Tursdays I am playing with either Mrs. Jim or the guys here in our subdivision on the courses here where we live.  Tuesdays we play around on the various public course.

What's that got to do with deer?  If you look closely you will see a deer walking up the hill where our ball should land after we hit it from where Butch is standing.  Actually the ball should go up the hill further still, but with duffers like me and some of the others you never know really, where the ball will go.

"D" is for Dining: A couple of weeks ago we had 'gourmet dining' in our subdivision.  We do this three times a year.  Groups of four couples gather together to eat at one of the coupls home.  All of the couples cook their meal off the same menu.  We have about nine groups doing this within a common time period of two months.  This is repeated two more times with different menus.

Things in a row:  This is my Thursday Things in a Row picture entry for this week, the people sitting at the dining table.

This was our main course. It was baked mauii mauii fish on a bed of spinach and rice.  The host always cooks the entrée, makes the appetizer, and buys the wine.

The menu:
Appetizer:  Smoked Salmon Tartare on Belgian Endive (on yesterday's blog);
Second Course: Cream of  Sweet Corn Soup with Wild Mushrooms;
Third Course:  Roasted Mauii Mauii, Brazed Collard Greens, Charleston Red Rice, and Pecan-Shallot "Cracklins"; and
Fourth Course:  Rustic Texas Peach Tarts (Mrs. Jim made these, yummy, yummy!)

The other three couples were responsible for those not provided by the host.  The costs of everything was shared.  Including wine even for teetotallers.
"D" is for Double decker red bus: These are prevelant in London.  A visit there would not be complete without riding one.  Our granddaughter, BP, prefers riding the bus to school rather than taking the tube (subway).

We were shopping and eating on and around Baker Street and caught the next bus which was the one that goes by Karen's flat.  I wish that Houston had better mass transit.  It will never be the cities like NYC or Chicago without.  We have a hodge podge of bus routes and one above ground train route.  That and taxi cabs.  Most people who live here have their own cars, one or more for each driver in the family.  So why build a rail system?

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You can check out more Alphabe-Thursday 'C' assignments with Miss Jenny at the head of the class. You can find her here. You might even like to join us as we go through the alphabet, one letter per week.

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For more things in a row please visit Pat's Things in a Row post. You might like to post your own 'Things in a Row.'

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And now for my Thursday Two Questions: (See Thursday Two Questions by Self Sagacity for more reading. You could also make your own by checking in at this link.)
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Last week 's post was about old cars, having and liking them.  The responses were very interesting. 

My Two Questions for this week:
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1. How do you go about eating with friends. Do problems arise?
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Gourmet Dining and Dining In are two organized activities we have here.  Also Mrs. Jim's Sunday school class has a group of around 30-40 who meet and eat at one of the various restaurants in town weekly after church.
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Problems involving paying are solved by going Dutch in the restaurants and sharing the costs of the meals eaten in the homes.  Some folks object to sharing the cost of wine when they don't drink any wine.

2. .Do you have a favorable public transportation where you live?  Why or why not? (As you read in my post above, we have very little in the GREAT metropolis of Houston, Texas.) 

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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Exotic Olive — MidWeek Blues — Thematic Photographic; Got the blues

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Please don't eat the olive, the Blue ONE. That one is ceramic and is a part of the olive dish. It is very functional as a toothpick holder.
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There are more olives than the eight guests. And there were also more guests than toothpicks.
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Olives were a part of the hors d'oeuvres for our neighborhood Gourmet Dining group's dinner. The Smoked Salmon Tartare (salad) on Belgian Endive leaves shown on the top of the picture were the primary entrée for hors d'oeuvres. Tomorrow I will post more about our Gourmet Dining and show you the main course for this dinner.
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If you want to post a MidWeek Blues picture, go get directions from Rebecca by clicking on the logo picture on the right. She has a Mr. Linky and good directions . Just do what I did. Or do less. All she requires is a #000099 PICTURE, you don't have to write.

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Instructions from Carmi Levi: "Post a blue-themed pic to your blog. Leave a comment here letting folks know where to find it. Visit other Thematic participants. Rinse. Repeat. Enjoy. Click here for more background on Thematic, our weekly photo exploration/sharing thing."

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Sunday, June 10, 2012

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Lilly was holding on for dear life. She didn't appreciate being strapped in this cage.

But the crazy circling whirligig was out of control.

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Dick stuck out his foot to touch the ground. He wasn't prepared to appreciate losing it.

Make matters worse, a runaway tiger scarfed it up.

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140  Characters as counted by Design 215

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°Written for Succinctly Yours – Week 64
°The Prompts: word of the week, 'appreciate' was selected by
Grandmathanks to Pat and Jerry for this week’s photo.
°It's posted on her blog,
Grandma's Goulash
°Her Rules: Use the photo as inspiration for a story of 140 characters OR 140 words. It doesn’t have to be exactly 140, just not more.
°Using the word of the week is not required. This week I elected to use it, sort of.

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