Sunday morning indeed: Patti Griffin: Downtown Church
Celebrate – verb:
To observe (a day) or commemorate (an event) with ceremonies or festivities:
Today we celebrate Earth Day and the joy of life.
To make known publicly; proclaim:
The newspaper celebrated the beauty of her life.
To perform with appropriate rites and ceremonies; solemnize:
We will celebrate the light that her life brought to Earth.
While today we begin our Earth Day Celebration @ The Factory, it is a mixed blessing as Tuesday of this week our friend, mentor and local hero Marigail Mathis passed away. While this is a sad time for all of us, Marigail was the kind of person who made life worth celebrating. Her vision, joy, enthusiasm, support, laughter and kindred spirit will be sorely missed in my life; however, what she has given to me – through her friendship – will be celebrated eternally.
Celebrate the life of someone you love today.
I will be that annoying person on the plane today with a four year old who talks too loud and sings out-of-tune. If you are traveling my way, grant me grace – if just for today.
Looking forward to all my California Sisters!
*Photo courtesy of Kitchen Sister Davia
Journey Part 2 = Explore.
1. To traverse or range over for the purpose of discovery:
She is exploring the city.
2. To look into closely; scrutinize; examine:
Explore the possibilities.
3. To investigate: I am exploring an idea.
4. To engage in exploration: A day to explore.
And while we are on the subject of all things food related coming back to John T. Edge…
All of the pictures – taken by dear friend Angie Mosier – for Truck Food Nation have been posted.
Our friends have elevated truck food culture to white tablecloth – amazingly beautiful and inspiring.
I can’t wait to hold (and review) the book and am looking forward to our trips to San Francisco and Portland to check out a few of their finds…
More on Portland next week… Have a great weekend.
Not that cleaning house is very exciting (or sexy as I have remarked before)… unless you choose to do it in a feather boa as my friend Whitechapel suggests.
BUT, I did have a nice childhood memory today of Saturday morning cleaning sprees.
I got ambitious (or drank too much coffee) and tried out some cleaning recipes from How to Sew a Button: And Other Nifty Things Your Grandmother Knew.
Feeling very domestically refreshed, and yes, well, sexy…
A blanket of snow gave a surprise visit in Alabama today and, in typical Southern fashion, we celebrated by closing the city and cooking. I made a pot of my famous secret-recipe chili – one of my favorite dishes.
Bob Ross – the Mind Reading Chicken – died yesterday. At 20 years old, he was considered by many to be the world’s oldest chicken. Born 1990 in Abbyville, Alabama, he was a White Crested Black Polish, a show chicken and a Wonder of the World. Bob was a hit at numerous art festivals around the country from Alabama to New York and California.
He once made 364 dollars in one day during a show in Birmingham, Alabama. At one quarter per fortune, that’s 1456 fortunes told in one day!
And Sean Hayes wrote a telling song about the amazing Bob Ross called “Alabama Chicken.”
Bob died in his sleep Feb 3, 2010 in Seale, Alabama, and was buried in the Woods of Wonder.
Link to second oldest chicken here :