After the accident last Saturday I was sitting in the hall of the Emergency Department waiting for the incredibly sexy X-ray Tech to finish up. When she closed the door I turned my attention to the next most interesting thing– Gunshot McGoo! (There were three of them that night, along with one stab wound dude who wouldn’t stop crying). Gunshot McGoo was particularly feisty though. He kept sliding out of bed & wandering away. The nurses were then forced to track his bloody footprints, corral him & stuff him back in bed. It seemed like a fun game & probably made the shift go a bit faster.
Turns out the waters off Cape Cod are brimming with great white sharks! & this year the beasts are so endemic they’ve actually closed all the beaches in Chatham. Needless to say, those beaches were high on my list of places to visit… The sharks come to feed on the seals (who knew?!) that beach themselves on a couple nearby islands. Then, when they’re swimming to & fro, the sharks get ’em. There’s one spot on this ‘seal highway’ that comes about fifteen feet from shore. I sauntered down there searching for shells & glass & shit & wound up “arf-ing” at the baby seals. They definitely take notice, & turn their heads to stare at the idiot on shore. Now, I didn’t see any sharks (unfortunately). But I DID find a baby seal vertebrae washed up in the surf. Check it out. It’s in the bottle.
One of the problems with any seaside ‘vacation’ is the re-awakening of the “I want to live on a sailboat” meme. At work today I actually spend a disproportionate amount of time thinking about Alby Mangels. Hist bio goes something like this– “a six-year odyssey through several continents, the “World Safari” series– which he filmed– featured Mangels & his ever-changing cast of gorgeous lady companions travelling on a shoestring budget (& seemingly with little forward planning) throughout various wild areas. Mangels took a cavalier approach both to natural & human hazards, relying on a variety of rickety vehicles, losing his sailboat to fire, getting shot at by guerrillas, & becoming involved in a number of unusual business enterprises.”
Sounds glorious! Guess I just need to learn to sail? Anyway, here’s a link to his site:
Oh & btw… I didn’t take the pic, but I did take a picture OF the picture in one of the trinket shops (when it became evident I wasn’t actually going to see a wooden sailing ships), so I don’t feel bad claiming it & posting it as mine =)
Lets get one thing clear… I’m NOT a shopper, but the girls who took me to the Cape ARE. As a result, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen the insides of every trinket store & tourist trap on the lower coast. I made the best of it though, taking pictures of kitschy shit & talking to locals who turned out not to be locals at all?! Turns out the whole Cape is awash w/ Slavic ‘Girls of Summer’. They’re cute, & I got to pretend to speak Czech to them so I was thrilled w/ the situation! Kinda makes me want to waste away the rest of my days at a beachside bungalow in some sleepy village filled with freshly imported adventurers…
In a town called Port Dennis there’s a restaurant called ‘Sundancers’. What a wonderful place! There was an old guy crooning out some old Sinatra songs, cuddly little kids dancing their hearts out & a $12.99 steamed lobster feast! True, the crustacean was kinda shrimpy, but it filled me up and was a blast to dip in butter & dribble down my kiddy bib. I also didn’t realize that these are different than the rock lobsters we caught while SCUBA diving off the coast of West Palm Beach. These New England Lobsters are sweet, tender & you get to squirt people with juices when you crack their cute little bodies open. Their cousins in Florida have a more pungent flavor, they’re fleshy insides are tougher. Oh! And they don’t have claws down there?!
One of the highlights during my Cape Cod ‘vacation’ was the whale watch. We left from Hyannis, steamed past Provincetown & into the Gulf of Maine whale sanctuary. I was surprised at how many we saw (prob. 25 humpbacks & a bunch of minke whales) & how close to the boat they get! Definitely one of the more spectacular water adventures I’ve ever had (the Viking boat on the Chesapeake comes to mind). Now I kinda want to snorkel with one & stare into her eyes like these guys:
Yesterday around 5pm or so my mom & stepfather got into a accident while riding the motorcycle. Some lady decided not to look and pulled out in front of them. They ran into the side of her red Camry, totaled the bike and landed in traffic. They’re fine-ish. Some roadrash. Bruises. My MoMMa has a broken elbow too. Sooo.. I spent the day taking care of them, and what better way to get someone feeling better than some sweet home cookin’. This morning I whipped up some chocolate chip pancakes. I then let them sleep for a bit before surprising them with dinner. I did an “Ebb Tide” inspired Surf & Turf with pan seared scallops and sushi rice nestled next to a blackened steak, sliced, and placed on a bed of spicy dressed salad. I dunno much but while I lived in Italy I was taught that food equals love, and I’m glad they’re still around.
Oh… and I made a couple peach pies while I was at it. Slicing some up tomorrow morning will make for a good beginning to the road trip! I even made a faux basket-weaved top, haha! (I think the trick is to coat the bottom pie crust w/ beaten egg & then pre-bake it. Seemed to make the bottom relatively “water”proof, & kept things from getting goopy)
By the way.. food photography is WAY harder than I thought (not that I’m trying to make a profession of it or anything). Cause not only do you have to cook something and make it LOOK good, you also have to find stellar lighting and have a constant flow of differing dishes to display stuff on… Not to mention that it all has to happen Quick to capture the heat and steam and other subtly unnoticeable nothings. Oye!?
I took them blackberries, boiled them down and turned em into jam… It took about 35 minutes, and all I had to do was add a bit of sugar. Doesn’t get any easier than that folks!
And now I have a kick ass snack to take with me to Cape Cod. I think I’m gonna smear some on the vanilla beanz Ice creamz and kick back on the beach…