“If you can talk you can sing. If you can walk you can dance.” - Talib Kweli & DJ Hi Tek, Africa Dream
It’s been awhile.
I’m accepting that my normal modus operandi now is to be up well before 6 AM. All this past week (and much of the week before) I’ve been waking up in the wee hours. 5:15, 4:30, 3:45! Instead of merely moving to the couch from the bed and lamenting a lack of sleep or daylight, however, I’ve taken it as an opportunity to get a head start on my day. I clear items from my work to-do list. I respond to important emails. I plan.
It also gives me time to empty the dishwasher, to clean a little, to watch the world wake up. And to cook. Tiffany may rule the stove top at dinner time. She might even command the martini shaker behind our bar. I suspect when we get a grill and a smoker that will be her world as well but breakfast? Breakfast is mine.
I love breakfast foods. I love toast and english muffins and bagels. I love cereal and oatmeal and grits. I love bacon and sausage and corned beef hash and chorizo and eggs. Eggs! My goodness I love eggs.
Everyday this week we had eggs. Scrambled. An omelette with spinach and mushrooms. A healthy and hearty scramble over toast. A Tribe Called Quest might not eat ham n’ eggs because they are high in cholesterol but the low end theory in this house is that eggs are a great way to start your day.
I’m already thinking about tomorrow morning’s breaking of the night’s fast. I’m moving from the burner to the oven. A fancy but simple fritatta recipe is the plan. I think it’s going to be an all baked eggs week and I’m so looking forward to cooking as I watch our neighbors walk their dogs, the automatic sprinklers come on, and the sun peek out from behind the buildings and trees.
Unrelated but the other big thing of the week was a nearly perfect Saturday. We walked to breakfast (there’s that word again) at Four n’ 20 and enjoyed the company of a good friend. We then shared the afternoon with fans of Fela Kuti and Nigerian art and culture at the final weekend of Central Nigeria Unmasked at the Fowler Museum.
It was a gorgeous day filled with music and dancing and meaningful conversation in Westwood, a part of the city that I don’t spend as much time in these days as when I was younger.
Y’know, I’ve just felt full up inside lately.
With all to be concerned about in the world today, especially this weekend, I have to tell you: I’m grateful. Happy.
My life ain’t bad y’all.
The Week in Review
- The Best Thing I Saw This Week: Luther Series 1. Man. If you haven’t watched this, get thee to Netflix Instant and get on it. It’s smart. It’s grown up. The acting is spot on. You know Idris Elba is going to be outstanding but Ruth Wilson’s Alice Morgan is mesmerizing. And frightening. And I don’t generally “get” British TV and Film so if I like it, it must be good. Runner-Up: Shocking to say this but even Breaking Bad’s intriguing season opener wasn’t quite as compelling to me as the whole of Luther.
- The Best Thing I Heard This Week: The James Drake Mixtape. James Blake has one of my favorite albums of this year. Drake had one of my favorite albums of last year. This is a perfect blend of the two.
- The Best Thing I read This Week: I’m in the middle of A Clash of Kings and just read a bit featuring Joffrey that I can’t wait to see in Next Season of the HBO Series.
- The Thing I Read This Week That Most Resonated:
In the safest, most boring country, the worst lone gunman shooting happens. The worst in the world, in history. But it will not make our country worse. The safe, boring democracy will supply him with a defense lawyer as is his right. He will not get more than 21 years in prison as is the maximum extent of the law. Our democracy does not allow for enough punishment to satisfy my need for revenge, as is its intention. We will not become worse, we will be better. We lived in a land where this is possible, even easy. And we will keep living in a land where this is possible, even easy. We are open, we are free and we are together. We are vulnerable by choice. And we will keep on like that, that’s how we want to live. We will not be worse because of the worst. We must be good because of the best.
I don't believe I need to explain why.
Peace go with you, brothers and sisters.