On my recent cruise I re-discovered a delicious morning breakfast. Grits! Yep, this northern, yankee and hispanic boy loves his grits. Maybe because of the fact that it is a corn based product that would be indigenous to my ancestry. Let’s face it….Mexicans love their corn. They don’t care how it’s cooked. Boiled, baked, flambéed, fried, poached…..corn is good. What is not good is the way this high carb will increase the blood sugar. perhaps this is why diabetes is so prevalent in hispanics and blacks. It is a cheap eat and very accessible. So many products are made with corn and corn by-porducts.
But let me get back to the true deliciousness of grits. They are white and creamy and you can dress them up any way you like. I like to put butter, brown sugar and raisins in my mine. I did notice that the cooks on the boat labeled this hot bowl of yummy as “GRITZ”! Whatever and however you spell it, it’s damn good!
Growing up , my mom made oatmeal which it is still a favorite. Eating oatmeal made with milk and eaten with a slice of toasted and buttered bread was indeed the cat’s meow. It wasn’t until later in life that I began my egg eating journey. But that’s another story for another day.
Other breakfast meals I love were Farina and Cream of Wheat. I can’t recall if they are one of the same thing! I didn’t mention that was my early breakfast. My mid-day breakfast was a mini-baguette with cream cheese and chives along with a few strips of smoked salmon. You know….some people just know how to live!
Yesterday was the first day I wasn’t feeling dizzy and nauseous! I have been on many cruises but the last leg of my journey was a bumpy one. We were warned that the water would be choppy because the winds were at 40 knots. A member of our group commented that as an avid boater he felt that was really strong. Little did I know that our gigantic ship would be rocked the way it was. I have felt bumps from the waves before but not like this. It was not fun. It was the first time I barfed from motion sickness which I now say was full blown seasickness.
After I got home I felt the usual sea legs syndrome that I’ve expereinced many times before but it usually goes away on the fourth day. On the fourth day of being on land, I felt worse. At the advice of my doctor and friends I went out and purchased Sea-Bands which really did the trick. The cool thing about them is that it is not a medication but rather bands that go around the wrist and use your pressure points as a sort of crude form of accupuncture without penetrating the skin. Even with my reluctance to buy them I discovered that they do indeed work!
This whole week I was feeling horrible but within 10 minutes of wearing the bands, I felt some relief.
Right now I feel motivated and ready to start looking at the busy season ahead of me. Advent will be here in 2 weeks and I have a new design for the sanctuary that I’m hoping with simply state that we are waiting and praying.
By the way, I’m definitely going to cruise again. I’ll be sure to carry a few sets of the bands with me!
A Toast with "slivovitz" and Corona
I returned back from my vacation last Friday night and have not been able to catch up to post something. In a few words the trip was awesome but the last leg of the trip was more memorable but not in a good way. I became seasick! Normally I get motion sickness but it disappears after a few days but this time I’m still rocking and it’s been a week. I actually threw up at a well-known department store in Merrillville yesterday and the folks there were very kind and understanding to my dilemma.
Otherwise I’m going to start making some comments about the trip and other things. The first picture I wanted to post is of me having a shot of “slivotitz” in Dubrovnik, Croatia. This concoction is a favorite sipping libation. It is made from plums and it is quite potent. I liken it to an apertif. You will notice that even in Croatia (and throughout Europe) they serve Corona beer! BUT, instead of a lime, they placed a lemon in it. It isn’t the same. I mentioned this to our server how we do it in the states but I think she didn’t catch it. Besides, lemons are bountiful in this part of the world and I’m not even sure I saw a lime the whole time. So there I was, Without the Lime! Is this poetic justice or irony?
My dear friend, Gayle Warnimount joined me in our own private tour of the old town within the walls of Dubrovnik. It was quite charming to say the least. i bought the coolest kangaroo hat while there. I spent all my kunas that I purchased from Marko Mavrovic. Marko was in Croatia for quite a substantial time this past summer. He is one of my altar servers here at the parish and I am grateful that he sold them to me. See ya soon!
N.B. for some reason I cannot post pics. As soon as I figure out what I did or did not do i will remedy this! A.C.