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Good Morning with Food Faces

Good Morning, dear Readers! I have been working on a story about farming for my papertherefore-food has been on the brain.

So, if it’s ok with you, I’d like to welcome you inside of my strange world where food talks to me.


“Rise and shine!”, said Mr. Over Easy.


“I’m not sure that I’m ready for the day,” said Mr. Turkey Bacon Lips.


“But it’s time for you to go to work,” said Gilbert, the produce manager.


“I think I’ll play hooky instead and go have coffee with a friend,” said Mrs. Squash.

Do what you want, little vegetables. In the end, we all know what’s going to happen to you.


Yeah, we get it, Mr. Spicy Peppers. We get it.


You just had to have the last word, didn’t you, Banana Pepper Triplets?

My food seems to have quite the attitude. I suppose they learned it from their caretaker. Hm.

At any rate, have a great morning and a good rest of the day!


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Playing with my Food-Happy Faces

Do you ever notice patterns in your life? You tell the same jokes. You recount the same stories at parties as fall back conversation. You wear the same outfit relentlessly because you know it’s cute…

…you do weird things in the kitchen to creep other people out.


Like playing with your food when no one is looking…


…which eventually is so irresistible to others, they have to join you.


Lately, I’ve been noticing a pattern when I’m cooking in the kitchen.


It started off slowly.


But then continued to grow into an obsession.


Maybe it’s a lack of real faces surrounding me that prompts me to create ones from inanimate objects.


Whatever the cause, I love to see “happy faces” in my kitchen, whether animal, mineral or vegetable.


It seriously never gets old.



What weirdo thing do you do?

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Giant Tortillas, Old West Style

Ah, Scottsdale, Az. “Land of the Giant Tortillas”.

Or at least, I think that’s the city’s slogan. I could be wrong. I have been before. It’s at least our slogan for obvious reasons…


Now, let me give you a little backstory to these two shots of Biceps and the food that we partook of.


Old Scottsdale is a historic section of the city that is now mostly overrun by snow-birds. I feel a little more at home than most tourists, claiming my right to the town via my Grandpa, Aunt and Cousin who still live there. Plus, I knew what to wear-my Luchesse’s. They sound fantastic clopping along the plank sidewalk.


They look great as I stand next to hundred year old missions made of baked mud bricks.


And they fit right in as I am chowing down on the best mexican food Scottsdale has to offer-Los Olivos.


Los Olivos is a bizarre structure, full of nooks and crannies….


…with pottery that sticks its tongue out at you…


…and skylights that cast a blue hue throughout the restaurant.


It’s family owned, been around forever, and has a separate dance floor with a retractable roof-just in case you’d really like to dance under the stars.


And of course-it makes these ginormous tortillas. They are thin, served warm and taste like the cast iron griddle they were cooked on. Biceps and I ordered an extra side of tortillas just to take back to our hotel room.


Los Olivos-you’ve done it again.

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