Well, I'm officially old. My "baby" is twenty-two years old today.
Happy Birthday, Eric!
And in case you are a new reader to this blog, the official INSANE story of Eric's actual birth can be found right here. Sadly, I did not embellish one fact...in fact, I actually toned it down to make it more "politically correct".
So our gift to Eric is a brand new double bed and mattress for his new place in the Graduate Hospital area (the lucky bum)...hardwood floors throughout, brand new state of the art kitchen, three stories with finished soundproof studio basement...wait...what the fuck am I, his real estate agent? Ha ha, I'm just excited for him, and oddly enough, today is also his official moving day.
And to top off the festivities, tonight the family is taking him to dinner at Philadelphia's premier vegan restaurant, Horizons, where we'll be dining on:
Starters:
Florida Corn "Sopa De Tortilla" charred poblano broth, avocado, tortilla stix
Smoked Portobella Carpaccio black olive blini, rosemary mustard, crispy capers
Exotic Mushroom Fritters hearts of palm and tomato stew, saffron aioli
Salt Roasted Golden Beet Duo sliced with house smoked tofu on rye.
Tartare with seaweed caviar and cucumber dill sauce
Jamaican BBQ Seitan jicama slaw, smoked chipotle dip
Spanish Chopped Salad smoked tofu, avocado, hearts of palm, cured and green olives, red onion, patatas bravas grilled lemon- caper dressing
Red Leaf Salad lolla rosa, grilled green onions, roasted pears, pistachio vinaigrette
Entrees:
Pan Seared Peppercorn Tofu curry creamed spinach, garbonzo crepe with hearts of palm chick pea stew, cucumber coriander chutney
Grilled Seitan yukon mash, grilled spinach, horseradish cream and roasted red pepper tapenade
Mushroom Pub Plate - wood grilled portobella with grain mustard sauce stuffed deviled oyster mushrooms pickled beech mushrooms creamy maitakes and peas over truffled celery root puree
Catalan Tempeh braised black beluga lentils
Spanish salsa verde smoked eggplant-stuffed piquillo. preserved lemon aioli
Pacific Rim Grilled Tofu spicy gochujang glaze, korean fried rice,edamame puree, smoked miso glaze
Dijon seitan and cauliflower terrine. grilled royal trumpet mushrooms sauteed brussels sprouts, baby turnips and lettuce roasted rutabaga salad
Sides And Small Plates
Maitake mushrooms with rosemary and miso
Grilled spinach with preserved lemon aioli
Fresh trofie pasta with garlic and truffle oil
Baked potato fries with chipotle dip
Brussels sprouts and tokyo turnips with mustard cream, curried garbanzos with rice and chutney
Desserts:
Key Lime Cheesecake mango ceviche
Chocolate Mousse mac nut cookies
Coconut Cupcake pineapple gazpacho
Saffron Creme Brulee with lemon-hazelnut cookies
Chocolate Peanut Butter Bomb with peanut butter ice cream
How's that for some vegan food porn? I'll try and remember to take some pictures for my next post.
So Happy Birthday, Eric Slick...you are in fact the man...and oh yeah, here's another tease...what Friends of King Crimson band will both Julie and Eric join on stage for a Philadelphia area show next month? Stay tuned....
Later,
xo
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Later, ( I get carried away?)
xo
I don't know Eric Slick.
He's as cute as his Mommy?
Next photo? Take a lens off
You left thee camera lens on
Eat some ice cream pi howdy
Happy Birthday to Eric Slick
No slip at the senryu parties
Eat ice cream before it melts
No eat plates or camera lens
You get awful tummies cakes
Eric slick give maitre d' a kiss
Kiss Barack Obama? in lobby
Pin the stick on B.O.'s rumps
Light a menorah and heehaw
Kicks like a long-ear mule do
Sing Happy Birthday~No kill
Give Eric Slick a Almond Joys
Be chippers as a busy squirrel
I'm out to hoe~give a hoe too?
~~
Jog on, jog on the foot pathways,
and merrily bend the hoe stiletto,
Your merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad hearts will tire in a mile.
~
apologies to William Shakespeare.
~
apologies to John Greenleaf Whittier.
~
He wrote:`Barefoot Boy.
~
Blessings on thee little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheeks of tan !
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes ;
With thy red lips, redder still
Kissed by strawberries on the hill ;
With thy sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ;
From thy heart I give thee joy, --
I was once a barefoot boy. cont.
(I think of pretend~farmer girl?)
Barefoot trudging by your side?
Thou has more than he can buy.
In the reach of ear and eye,--
Outward sunshine,inward joy :
Blessings on thee barefoot boy.
Oh, for boyhood's painless play,
Sleep that wakes in laughing day,
Health that mocks the doctor's rules,
Knowledge never learned in schools,
Of the wild bee's morning chase,
Of the wild flower's time and place,
Flight of fowl and habitude
Og the tenants of the wood ;
How the tortoise bears the shell,
How he woodchuck digs his cell,
And the ground-mole sinks his well
How the robin feeds her young,
How the oriole's nest is hung ;
Where the whitest lilies blow,
Where the freshest berries grow.
etc., cont. ...
Happy if they sink not in
Quick and treacherous sands of sin.
Ah ! that thou could know thy joy,
Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! J.G.W.
~~
A Old Sussex Song.
~
The sun it goes down, the sky it looks red,
On yonder pillow I lay down my head,
I lift up my eyes to see the stars shine,
But still this young damsel she runs in my mind.
~~
Mary F. Robinson wrote:
~
The trees and the flowers
Shall now be my Friend :
The trees and the flowers
That never pretend.
They keep to their nature
As, quiet and true,
They grow to their stature
And bloom in their hue. M.F. R.
~~
Hoeing. by John Updike.
~
I sometimes fear the younger generation will be deprived
of the pleasures of hoeing;
there is no knowing
how many souls have been formed by this simple exercise.
The dry earth like a great scab breaks, revealing
moist-dark loam--
the pea-root's home,
a fertile wound perpetually healing.
How neatly the green weeds go under !
The blade chops the earth new.
Ignorant the wise boy who
has never performed this simple, stupid, and useful wonder.
(apology) I keep thinking of the simple rewards:` a hoe, Joy.
(Ay, ding)