fancyd

" 'Cuz I smoke all the weed and eat all the chicken"

I had the best day yesterday, I have the coolest people in my life. I seem to always have absolutley everything I need. I have never lacked. I got to kinda step back yesterday and watch the 'the pieces fall in to place', perfecly, almost exactly as I have envisioned and planned. It is a good feeling. I also got a solid six hours of sleep last night, which for me is good, it is more than I have been getting. Hooray for that. Sleep is necc.

Some days it seems like everybody and their brother comes strolling into the kitchen. I had been at work for less than 15 minutes and Dan, one of the farmers we buy our fruit from came in, 'hey lady, you like peaches?', Yeah I love peaches. We got some beautiful peaches down here in GA. You know Summer is around the corner when peaches and corn start appearing. So blessing number one, the first peach of the season.

Ten minutes roll by - Todd, a big ole redneck boy comes busting in the kitchen, 'WUZ UP!?!?", we talk for a few, he makes me laugh....always talking bout how things are done in his backyard. He just got back from a hunting trip, told me about shooting and butchering Bambi.....ok...so thats not the good part, the good part is that he had an extra case of Rockstar out in the truck. 'You drink Rockstar D?'....shee-it...do I ?? Blessing #2 - free case of Rockstar and 2 bottles of wine (Todd is a liquor rep).

Some more time rolls by....I hear somebody come into the kitchen....'hey lady..u with the big knife'....I turn around....it was Don...the muhroom man...'hey Don, I already saw u this week...whats up?'......'nothin...come out here to the truck, I wanna show u something'...I go outside, Michilo comes with me...Don had the first baby blue oyster mushrooms from his farm. They were so beautiful....light grey and blue...delicate...yeah I am a dork....the chef in me loves seeing good produce like that.....but thats not the best part...Don reaches in his pocket and pulls out a baby jar...'I have something for you"...now I have had people hand me things in little jars...plenty of times...virtually every single time it was something illegal in almost every single state...I get a puzzled look on my face......I'm wondering WTF?...'open it'...ok so I open it...guess what was inside ?!?!?!?


WHITE TRUFFLES !!!!!!!

Hell yeah !!!!

They are definately the most heady and sensual food item known to man, in my opinion, for me...thats like sex in your mouth...so good...wait did that make sense??..oh well...I am in a hurry...y'all know what I mean........

amongst other great things that happened yesterday.....I was serenaded by one of the valets...he came into the kitchen and started singing 'Cecilia your breaking my heart'...how many people know who sings that song??? if you do.......the cat is definately out of the bag that I will be leaving the restaurant...even the valets and some of the regulars know......

also one of the servers just got back from Sunny San Diego....he's one of the gay boys...and he came in wearing this tank top that could have fit an 8 year old.....says 'instructor' on the front, with tight jeans and his tighty whities poking out...he cracks me up....he brought me some little goodies from CA....amongst his little care package was a bar of dark chocolate.....my favourite !!....but the funniest shit was when he walked by the line, carrying a spray bootle of cleaner and some rolls of toilet paper...I look up from my cutting board just in time to see Greg pull a Super Man pose and bellow "Tooooiiilllleett Maaaaann!!". I laughed so hard, so suddenly I almost peed on myself....hell I am still giggling about it........

Y'all have a great Friday !!!!

And a great weekend !!!!






'Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one better
And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater
Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails
Oh hell, there he go again talkin that shit
Bend, corner's like I was a curve, I struck a nerve
And now you bout to see this Southern playa serve
I heard it's not where you're from but where you pay rent
Then I heard it's not what you make but how much you spent
you got me bent like elbows, amongst other things, but I'm not worried
Cause when we step up in the party, like I'm out-you-scurry
So go get your fuckin' shine box, and your sack of nickles
It tickles to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles
Daddy fat sacks, B-I-G B-O-I
It's that same motherfucka that took them knuckles to your eye
And I try, to warn you,
Not to test, but you don't listen
Givin the shout out to my Uncle Donnel, locked up in prison

Now throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't care
And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit
Then everybody say O-Yea-yer'

- 'ATLiens' - Outkast

to everybody who sang along with that one !!

Peace yo !!