Relative Interest

Going back to the Bay Area for the holidays always has a weird affect on me. This year was particularly interesting in that we spent it at an uncle's house whom I had (unwittingly) recently offended. It was apparently water under the bridge though because the day went pretty smoothly. There was a lot of food (mmm broccoli casserole) and I definitely ate my fill.

I did get asked at one point why I didn't bring my camera to my uncle's house. My answer was something along the lines of " I figured there would be plenty of cameras, and I didn't feel like lugging mine with me." The real reason was more like "I didn't feel like being asked to take every single photo like last time." About five seconds after I said this I turned and counted five cameras pointed in the face of the newest addition to the family. Personal Paparazzi at its finest.

 

 

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I spent a good amount of time talking with my dad's oldest brother; I always new my uncle Mo was interested in photography but I didn't really know just how much. Apparently, he would drag my dad places to take pictures all the time. I was glad to hear this, as it proves that there's something else I got from my dad besides my penchant for yelling at the T.V. while watching football. At the close of the conversation he mentioned that if I ever want to do Yosemite, or the Grand Canyon, or Yellowstone that I should give him a call to tag along.

I would actually like to do Arches National Park sometime in 2012. I'll definitely give him a call.

Food

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For those that haven't seen or heard or guessed yet... I have a not so secret love affair with food. I grew up in a fairly standard black household. The food that I ate as a child was about as diverse as the U.N. . My mother would make tamales, lasagna, soups, pies, cakes, cookies, burgers, pizzas, fish, steaks, pork chops and yes... fried chicken. I was very young when I learned to appreciate eating different kinds of foods and my pallet (as pretentious as I still think that word is) was fairly expansive by the time I was in my early teens.

Now, I am wonderfully blessed in that I live in San Diego. Pretty much every type of food I've ever eaten is readily available to me in short order; with the notable exception of truly good Chinese Food. That just hasn't made its way down the coast yet. In the mean time I've been into the idea of different kinds of meats and fish that I haven't tried yet. In particular I'm interested in eating meats that are gathered responsibly with regards to the environment / animals they come from. Above you'll see a burger that was made with bison meat. Let me tell you... it is delicious.

Going to make a concerted effort over the next few months to try eating / making new things. There will be plenty of photo evidence to back up this delicious experiment ;)