Daily Archives: 22 September 2007

Alliterative Saturday: 0709.22

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For those of you just tuning in, Alliterative Saturday is when I use alliteration as a jumping-off point for sharing the highlights of my week.

Autumn: It’s here, it’s here! Finally officially here! I always feel as if season changes should come with some sort of fanfare, with trumpets blaring, bells ringing and children singing silly songs. Instead, I will settle for the fact that even if the thermometer says it’s 91 degrees today, there’s a distinctly autumnal tone to the sun’s warmth. If it’s possible for there to be a “cool 91” as opposed to a “hot 91” (sort of like a long cup of milk) we have the former.

Apples: We bought Braeburns at the grocery store when we went shopping on Monday night, and last night I had one with some very sharp cheddar. Bliss in every bite. There’s something so perfect about the combination of crisp, sweet-tart apple and sharp, smooth cheddar. The dogs shared the snack and they agree.

Audio: I received in the mail a sample CD of “Mozart’s Greatest Hits,” with a little booklet of liner notes. Part of me thinks this is stupid and kitschy, but the other part thinks it’s quite a clever way to get classical music more exposure.

Artichokes: At that same afore-mentioned grocery store trip, I bought an artichoke. I love them, and almost never have them. I had to tell the cashier what it was, and he looked at it, and looked at me, then back at it, and his next words took my voice away. “I always thought,” he said, “that an artichoke was a kind of fish.”

Amusement: My writing companion for the past week has been one Nicholas Knight, vampire cop, as personified by Geraint Wyn Davies. I was a fan of the show Forever Knight when it was originally on over a decade ago, and we bought the first season DVD last year, but I wasn’t really in the mood for it. Right now, I am, because I like the accents, and it’s familiar enough that I can write to it, but I’ve finished season one, so now need to acquire seasons two and three, which are both out.

Angel: And speaking of DVDs, the box set of Angel is being released at the end of October.

Cheesy Melty Madness

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We all (well, the female elements of ‘we all’) have cravings during that time of the month when we’re hormonal and our estrogen and progesterone seem to be at war with other instead of happily balanced. For some woman, it’s chocolate; for others it’s salty-crunchy foods.

For me, it’s cheese.
Actually, it’s cheesy melty things.
Actually, it’s Taco Bell.

Under normal circumstances I do not like food served in wrappers. Oh, I’ve succumbed to fries from McDonalds now and again (usually I eat two and give the rest to the dogs), but despite apparent ease, fast foods always leave me unsatisfied and feeling guilty for eating them.

But for the last few months, there’s been about five days during which the only thing I want is cheesy, melty badly wrapped burritos, or taco salads that sort of have beef waived at them, or their crunchwraps, which are just disgustingly good when I desperately need salt, cheese and crunch in one bite.

It’s embarrassing to admit this.
Especially since my parents live in Baja Sur, and so I know that real Mexican food is nothing like this stuff.
But sometimes, you just have to have it.
At least, I do.

It’s cheesy melty madness.