the revival

is it really december 2011 already? did i really let this blog go? and why? i am not going to bore you with the 300 'excuses' for why i haven't had any recent entries, but life happens and sometimes sacrifices needed. i am flexing my muscles and doing squats, with the goal of making this blog happen again. i will not change the aim, as there isn't one, ha! the random rants will continue, and of course more travel pictures and reviews posted. welcome, again. xo

a little place

...with big greek flavour!

googling for greek restaurants in soho, only popped up two! yes TWO. so, my friend and i opted for snack.

the picture, does not lie. it only sits 10 people!

the menu, be it small and limited, packed a wallop of a greek punch. everything we ate was definitely flavourful, and the wine and beer selection, definitely stayed true to it's origin.

i'd definitely go back to try more grub from snack.

ok, so a little peek to my next few posts - all the places i've visted in seattle! 160 and dirty waiter. missing tree ornaments. and of course, a little dejavu!

my trip to turkey

celebrating life - for the pseudo co-ed baby shower - lunch, we visited antique garage. i pass by every morning and evening, to and from work, so it was fitting that i finally checked it out. the lunch menu was simple, but offered a taste of turkey for each course. i had the turkish burger, made of lamb, and it was simply delicious. the portions are not huge, the only complaint, cause the food is soooo damn good! i would definitely, not only recommend, but have more lunches here.

the prices are pretty decent and the atmosphere is very chilled out - literally - where was the heat in the place, when it's like 25 degrees outside! brrrrr

ghastly!

after lunch and a trip to the mall, my mate and i decided to go for a drink. while the pub was physically appealing, it ultimately left A LOT to be desired. first of all, dead taps of the black stuff! wtf! wtf! i should have left at that point. but we settled for the wife beater, instead. the patrons of the bar, were 'different', from us. it was crowded, so we overheard all of the conversations. boy, O boy! if these are the regulars, our type were not welcomed. it's been a while since i've heard such talk about brown folks. at every chance they had, they made it clear, they no like the chocolate variety. even though we were bothered by the hate, we took our time and chip'd.

the bar/restaurant itself, was nice, but it only welcomes vanilla with open arms.

an eye for an eye, will make the world go blind.

sometimes i wonder, why do i 'torture' my emotions by watching tele. five hours later and partially dehydrated from watching this two-part series, i was somewhat able, to put the pieces together.

you see, i had this relationship with a britz as well, and i always felt the discontent and angst, from day one. i was completely shocked at some of the thoughts and views expressed, especially after what we experienced on 911.

after watching britz, i began to piece the puzzle, emotions together. i am always the 'little miss sunshine', and the type of person that always point out the positive/good, even though everything around is absolutely fcuked. you could say, i'm the 'sohail'.

the mentality of 'an eye for an eye', the movie absolutely pounced upon. even though one will never fully understand why someone will strap themselves with explosives and kill, even their families, the underlying trigger will always be cocked.

i know, i'm not a good movie reviewer, but this one definitely tugged a nerve, and i'm sure you'll become more educated about "britz" across the land, as i did.

sitting with angels

SS, if you ever find yourself on this page, my heartfelt condolences. mere words will never be enough.

as i sat, reading this article, over and over, and over, nothing sank in. i found myself staring at the screen, almost numb. i became frantic, and just spoke to anyone online and everyone around me, looking to validate what i read. i spoke to our friend L, she too was numb-founded.

it's been years. too long. we burned a bridge, of sorts, that left me sour with anger. we were the last to judge, but whatever your reason for leaving, was only known to you.

as i cannot say or do anything to ease your pain right now, or ever, just know that i always held you on a pedestal. you were the big sister i had. xoxoxo

nitro baby!

someone is suppose to hook me up with this. hmm, i wonder who!?

so, back to my thoughts/drooling. i wanted to mention this place and specifically this brew as it had left a lasting "impression" - no, not face down in a pile of my earlier meals.

specifically, it's NOT in brooklyn! :) yes, like many of us that aren't smarter than a fifth grader, i thought it was in good ol' kings country.

far west i traveled, and was most delighted to have had the chance to visit the brewery, and thoroughly enjoyed the "nitro ale". i wouldn't compare it to any other dark lagers i've had [especially the "brilliant" one, as that is in a class by itself], but everything they described, you tasted. it had a nice after taste of chocolate, but somehow left a clean palette.

nothing like a good brew, with good company.