I was really antsy today at work, I kept glancing at the clock every half a second and you know how that is...... the clock has only moved a half second so it seems that life has slowed down to a whisper of time.
The day was just so beautiful I wanted to move my desk outside just for the day ;) The sun kept calling my name and when I left work there was just enough of it left, it kissed my cheeks. I just had to take a drive that was all there was to it. I opened my windows, put in some lovely Gwen tunes and took the long way home. I also stopped at the Mekong Plaza. As I browsed through the veggies I kept visualizing all the tantalizing dishes I could make with this and that and every time I go there I see the durian fruit. It is spikey and blobby not a very attractive speciman and I just have to smell it. I have heard that it is one of the stinkiest foods out there. However I have never caugh a whiff of this so called "stink". I am sure all the little Asian ladies think I am strange as I leaned over this bin sniffing the air like a hound dog on a trail. After my little smell ritual I took my self home and promptly lost all ambition to make any food of any kind. So it is left over ambition tonight for supper. How is that for a word painting?




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