Monday, April 18, 2011
Oh the craving!!
The power of suggestion is such a strong one and I get suckered in on many occasions. My brother and I were talking about oysters. He had watched a cooking show and the Southern woman was cooking fried oysters to put in a Po boy sandwich. He went shopping and $40 later he made two very good sandwiches but not that good. I didn't get to taste them but he said the woman's cooking looked much better. Today I decided after a long workshop weekend with Jacey Boggs which I will blog later, I decided to do minimal running today. What prompted this running to Outpost was deodorant, Jacey smelled like Nag Champa, she is too young to know what a great Hippy smell that was, right up there with Patchoulli mmmmmm , I kept smelling it, to the point of her, (and she is very approachable and down to earth) whips up her armpit and says "is it this?". Why I think it is? as I grab her beautifully tattoo embellished arm and sniff, yes sniff near her armpit! Well by Gawd I think it is? So she showed me the deodorant bottle, an organic roll on. She prefaced it with, it is very expensive...but if it works and it is natural I am okay with that. So on my run for deodorant which I did not find and had to order online, I went to the City Market. I have not been there since it probably opened, how nice it is. You park for free and hey they have Fried Oyster Po Boys....I am there about 10:30 and they are not open for lunch yet but the guy takes my order, I call my brother who works downtown and tell him I am bringing him Fried Oyster po boy...he is salivating as am I! I found the best peanut butter chunk cookies at the bakery down there, they have a sample tray and I should say "had" I did a few walk bys. I had a cup of coffee and waited, I did buy bread, that was still warm....OMG! I went to the Cheese Market but was being blocked by two woman that kept stepping in front of the cart and I just could not get away from them and knowing how crabby I am today
I wanted to ram them with my cart and tell them get the hell out of the middle of the aisle. I left that area. I went an picked up my Po boy order, and left, I drove to where my brother was working, and dropped off his sandwich, we were both smiling like cheshire cats. I am two blocks away and the phone rings, I am thinking he was overcome with glee at the wonderful sandwich...but.....I answer to _uck em shuck em...we got Shrimp not oysters! What? are you kidding me? he says check yours so as I am driving, I look and I should have said nope mine is oyster but I was so disappointed I said "mine too" Even though it was good, it was not fried oysters....I am staying home and napping before I kill something, or someone.