My Insanity

Do not miss a single chance -- not one single opportunity -- to tell someone how wonderful they are, how special they are, how important to you they are, how incredible as a person they are, how beautiful they are inside and out. Do not miss a single opening in which to insert such a comment, genuinely felt and genuinely meant.

will it be hot or cold? Will it rain of shine?

MY HERO

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the light house

the light house
Originally uploaded by LADY KATYA.

the light house view from the marina early late noon

THE ART OF COOKING

AND WHY NOT SOME

SPANISH CUISINE

Any body that visit Spain had seen Croquetas, If you live in the USA and your chances to go to Spain are small to none, try Miami, where you could find The Spanish taste of Cuban Cuisine.
Croquetas could be made out fish, ham, chicken, spinach, bacon, cheese, tuna, cooked chicken, fish....... It is a perfect way to use up the last bits of roast meat or fish used the day before.

HAM CROQUETAS

1: Heat up Olive oil in a frying pan (about a tea spoon) so hot that smoke, remove the pan from the heat and add the flour to the oil. (2 big spoon of all purpose flour) Stir with a wooden spoon until it becomes a paste.
2: Put the pan on the heat again and add milk that is about 1/4 litre of milk , little by little, stirring the mixture all the time until it is cooked and even. Add a bit of nutmeg, a pinch of salt and 1/2 bl of ham cut into small pieces. Cook in the pan until the mixture is stiff, and don't stop stirring.
3: As soon as the mixture is stiff enough, spoon it into a bowl and let it cool. Beat an egg. Once the mixture is cool, make small portions and mould them with your hands into the shape of a croqueta (oval). Dip each croqueta into the beaten egg and then dip it into the breadcrumbs which will stick to the croqueta because of the egg. Place each croqueta separately on a plate. You can fry them straight away, or put them into the fridge and leave them until you are ready to cook and eat them.
4: Fry the croquetas in a pan with enough oil to cover them. When they are golden and crispy, take them out and lay them on kitchen roll to absorb the excess oil. Serve straight away.
You could make Croqueta and froze then for later. Make an impact at your party of gathering.

OLIVE OIL

When you think of olive oil you think of Spanish or Italian food, but do you know that olive oil is a native of Iran, Syria and Palestine. Olives have been found in Egyptian tombs from 2000 years BC. The olive culture was spread to the early Greeks then Romans. As the Romans extended their domain they brought the olive with them. Just a small research I did just for you. Cool!
Trivia:
Do you know the difference between PURE and VIRGIN olive oil?

Z-FROG CHALLENGE OF THE WEEK IS

"So I had a bad day"



"Everybody has those days" (Hanna Montana song)
The other day, I stood in line at the grocery store. I noticed that the clerk never smiled at the customers and ignored light conversation. I was bother with her attitude, I am intolerant when it come to people that work with the public and they are rude.
I was tempted to tell her what I thought of her sour face, her bad attitude and her rude manners, when an elderly woman in front of me took a different approach.
She said, ‘Honey, you look like you’re having a bad day.’ The clerk looked up with the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen in my life and said, ‘My husband lost his job yesterday and I just found out I am pregnant.’ The lady patted her hand and said, ‘Dear, things will work out.’ When it was my turn, the clerk had tears in her eyes, but she smiled, and I felt ashamed of myself for being so intolerant.
That instant made me realize that people usually aren’t rude because they’re mean and want to make my life miserable. They are unpleasant because they have problems on their mind and a heavy heart. I am learning to be more sensitive to the needs of others around me. no body knows whats in other person hearts or what ill then.
I am learning to be better and so should you, "so if I had a bad day" or " if you have a bad day" Everyone has those days, never judge a book for its cover. One word could make a difference. My grandma used to said and I am sure you hear this before "You catch more flies with honey than with vinaigrette".

MEMORY LANE

Memory Lane

^{I still remember the sound of the milk bottle click, click, click, every morning, as the milk man left us the milk out side the back entrance of the house, he also left butter, cheeses and eggs. When did the milkman stopped delivering? I don’t remember , but I do remember the odd taste that the milk in the bottles from the grocery store had. It took me a while to get used to blended, pasteurized milk, but I adjusted.}

^{I like must people, love the taste of fresh food, something I did not have much of, when living in the city. The Good thing about living in Wisconsin is that I have the opportunity to get fresher food. Even the milk and the cheese taste different. Every year we go to the orchard and pick fresh apple come home with a baskets. I am fortunate to live in a small community surrounded by farms.}

^{But the farm are despairing fast, One by one, all of those favorite places to get fresh food are fading into nothing more than fond memories. The milkman, the butcher shop, the bakery, and the roadside stand are as hard to find as the cobbler that once resoled our shoes. I remember the shoes repair, the leather soles, shoes lasted for years.}

^{The small farmer is selling to the big industry. A farm is lots of work and not much money. When the children grow the live the farm for the city}

^{Fortunately, after several scares with the safety of food imported from far off lands, farmer’s markets are making a comeback. I have been shopping at the farmer’s market in here for the past few years. Along with the fresh produce, there are home made soup, herbs, cheese and home made jam, all of it fresh and local. Now that’s my idea of shopping.}

 

"Put down the gun and go home"

"Put down the gun and go home"

THIS WEEK

FROG CHALLENGE



"Put down the gun and go home"



When I hear that title my head spin just thinking about all the controversial I could create with a title like like that. I could go completely political and make an anti war killer post. ...but I won't do that, We have our own war right here at home.

Years ago... back in new York I'd manage a store in Brownsville, Brooklyn. If you know the area you know what I mean.


I worked there for 15 years. I saw must of those kids grew up, from sweet little kids to delinquent, but they always have respect for me. As kid I help then, I gave then, school supply when they need it,and help then make some money by sweeping the store front. They knew me as they call me "THE NICE LADY"


I've hear of assault to others stores, even those next to me and across from me, but I feel secure, I knew they won't do that to me, As I was "THE NICE LADY"


But no one is immune. In New York... not one is immune from crime. In New York everybody have been touch by crime in one way or another.


...And one afternoon, a boy I new and another I had never seen before, came into the store with a presume gun inside a paper bag, they ask me to give then all the money in the cash register. My heart drop, I think all the blood left my body, if you pinch me,I won't bleed. (As I am a known chicken)


I look at the boy, the one I knew, shake my head and told him, I can believe that you are doing this to me, there were sadness in me, not for me but the boy.


Two thing could have happen there:

1. Kill me because I know you.
   
2. Leave before is to late.
   

The boy look at me and told the other one. "I told you, not in here, come on lets go".

I stood there, shaking, not one at the store with the exception of one of cashier, was aware of what just happen, in a way it was a good thing, I am glad was there, because they would have kill my cashier and my boys employee would have try to play hero, not money is worst to die for.

BOY "Put down the gun and go home"

Tech Talk

Don't Keep Secrets On Your Cell Phone

A hostess on a morning program on TeleMundo, find out her husbands affair by looking on his cell phone records and reading his test messages. She expose him on national TV. Clear all your messages after read it. Be careful with incoming massages, Guard your phone like you do a diary or a very important secret. It is safe now! ....But is it?

"People are just not aware how much they're exposing themselves. This is more than something you pick up and talk on. This is your identity. There are people really looking to exploit this."
But you may said, "I erased my memory" do you think is really gone? Even when you reset your phone those memories could be revive with an inexpensive soft ware you could find on the web.
Do not resale your old phone. remember it has important information about you.
Do not give it back to you phone company, they will resale it.
Remember that the person that want to rip you off maybe be miles away on another country. He/her may have your phone.
read the small print
Bush Is Spying on al Qaeda, Maybe! ... But He's Spying on You too and he is using your cell phone to do it . The extraordinary secrecy surrounding the spying operations. Alberto Gonzales has the KEY. He is the secret keeper.

"You're invited.... To my funeral".

No.... I am not dead yet or at lease I don't think I am, I hope dead is a better place than this one.

flower

And don't hold your breath waiting for me to died any time soon either. I know life stink but... what do I know about death? My grand ma used to said that "It is better a known evil that an unknown Saint" (Maybe that is why so many of us voted for Bush).

I want to expend my invitation to every body here, for obvious reason I won't be able to do it myself when the time comes, so don't take it personally.

Print this and place it on a safe place< I don't want you going crazy, looking in drawers and digging in garbage for my invite. PS: invites your friends if you like.

This though came to me at my grand mother funeral, my grandma Mela was 98 years old when she died, tree years ago on a warn June day., For a wile I sat there bore, thinking and looking at the drama of uncles, aunts, and cousins.

Don't get me wrong I loved my grand ma, but for almost two decade we felt the moral obligation of going to her house every mothers day and every Christmas we had the false assumption that every year maybe her last.

In my case you do not have to see me every year, just hold your invitation and say presents at my funeral.

• I want to be cremated. I do not want my body to be left forgotten on some grave. The earth and the land should be for living and not for dead.
• My funeral reception , should be a get festivity reunions of friends and family at a night club or a party, on my honor.
  

• After that, throw my bone dust/ashes into the cheapest urn you could find. Please do not use some plastic container or Tupperware dinghy. I don not like plastic to much.
  

• Feel free to rub on my urn and say a few last words.
  
• Play some Jazz and blue music please, It is my favorite.
• Those that love to drink go ahead "get blasted" "shit face" remember Tequila is my favorite, specially "PATRON"
• Don't sit there bore, keep the party going, celebrated me my life, they way a live, my zest for life. I was not unhappy why should you now.
  

• I want a lots of people (as many people are able to make it), take on a boat ride (if the boat is to small do it at the pier) and disposed of my bone/ashes on the water by taking a hands full and place it (not thronging) in the waters. I don't want the wind blowing it back on your face. Trust me... you won't look to cool with your face full of white dust.
  
• If you do not comply to my request It won't matter I be dead any way and I would never know.

But now lets just have a wonderful rest of our lives. lots of love