STRANGERS

Baseball in the sun, so much fun.
REDS 7
DEVIL RAYS 6
Good pitching, good hitting, good game.
Ken Griffey Jr., a fan favorite.

The best part of the game/day was talking to all the strangers.

The man in front of me with his son. He told me he was visiting with his family from Colorado. The barber at his hotel offered him the tickets when he was getting his hair cut this morning. Everytime he talked to his son, he looked him in the eye.

The man from Cincinnati who had gotten off a plane in Tampa at 11:30, arrived at the ballpark at 1:10 knew every REDS player, what team they came from, their stats, how long theyhad been with the REDS, so so interesting since I'm not a REDS fan. He asked me if I thought the breasts of the woman Griffey gave a signed baseball to were real. I told him no.

We were there for baseball.
No crap.
No agendas.
Everyone real.
All present and accounted for.

What a terrific day.

rQm

Jenn and Marcus

Marcus and Jenn are first year graduate students in the FSU Theatre Program.
First year students are the grunts. Back stage, asst. stage manager, house manager, box office, a full load of classes. They work their buns off.

Not once have I heard either of them complain.

You know when you meet someone and they have IT? They have IT.

Next year they get to act. I can hardly wait.

They're 20's, I'm 60's, they get my humor.

I ADORE THEM!

rQm

POVERINO RQM

Working...that's where I've been.
How am I supposed to think about posting when I have to worry about do I have a clean shirt.
Oh woe is poor me.

Did I mention I'm getting a new car?

I'm here, I'm healthy, I'm happy.

Thanks for all the "check ins" you Dear Dear Blogger Friends.

rQm 

TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME

I went to a Spring Training game at Ed Smith Stadium in Sarasota on Thursday.

Cincinnati Reds/Yankees.

Reds won 5 to 4 thanks to two doubles in the bottom of the 9th.

I HATE THE YANKEES!

The best part of the game was a guy walking around wearing a tee shirt that said on the front:

THE YANKEES SUCK!

On the back:

A-ROD SWALLOWS!

Now....
Don't all you richest fans in baseball, buy the world series, get your tight fitting baseball pants in an uproar.
I'm a NATIONAL LEAGUE fan.
I say, if you are a pitcher and you can't bat, you know, like standing in the batters box and swinging..GET OFF THE FIELD.
DH.....PAAAALEEEZZZE!

The Butler introduced me to baseball in the early 80's.
To say he was/is a rabid fan would so understate.

Watching the METS on tv one sunny spring day, ('84, I think) I saw Keith Hernandez leap for a grounder down the first base line, CATCH the ball face in the dirt, tag first base with his toe and FROM HIS STOMACH, throw down to second to put the runner out. Totally Cool!


LET'S GO METS!

rQm 

COWBOYS-MOUNTAINS-OSCARS

Here's a little cowboy who went to the mountain and never came down.

The Oscar menu, risotto/prosecco.

rQm 

A RECIPE FOR DISASTER

Making quiche?

Do not, repeat NOT, over fill the pie shell.

I make quiche with whatever I've got on hand. Sometimes with meat or fish, different cheeses, only veggies, only cheese and eggs. This time since I was seeing an Italian Opera, I put in red and green. Get it, the Italian flag. What I don't make up is the crust. I never could roll a pie crust, EVER. But now rolling is moot. Those delightful folks at Pillsbury have made the crusts, rolled them up, put two in a box. Two snaps up for them.

For this pie shell...
Eight eggs, (two too many).
Cup and half shredded cheddar, (half cup too much).
Half cup gorgonzola, crumbled.
One tablespoon flour.
Two cups half and half, (half cup too much).
Two large tomatoes, peeled, seeded, (one too many).
One cup frozen peas.
One baseball size onion, finely minced.
Three cloves garlic, finely minced.
Sweat onion, garlic over low heat twenty minutes.
Beat the eggs, add all other ingredients, pour into pie shell.
NO NOT OVERFILL!
Bake in pre-heated oven at 450 until a quarter bounces off the middle.
Oh no, that's bed making.
Bake until the top starts to color.
If the crust is getting too dark after 20 minutes or so, wrap the edge in foil.
No easy task that wrapping "thang" on a hot pie.
So....make the wrap the correct size before the pie goes in.

My pal Pat and I enjoyed this quiche at her house before we saw Le nozze di Figaro, at the Sarasota Opera. We also enjoyed a good bottle of Pinot Grigio, which I like almost as much as prosecco.

I could live on prosecco, cheese, tomatoes, focaccia, artichokes, peppers, tuna and pasta.

rQm