Yesterday was a very rough day. At least the sun came out finally. Today finds me back in Miami. Sadly I am no longer near the beach so any hope of beach sunrise photos has gone by the wayside.
I have another story to detail from yesterday, but I have to wait for a few weeks before I can tell you (and it has nothing to do with the action/rumors of my employer — that’s another kettle of fish). I’d hate to potentially affect the outcome.
Darn, I Almost Got It Right By Accident
Yesterday morning we all skipped the hotel’s crappy continental breakfast and went to a restaurant called the Boca Diner. I’m a sucker for diners.
Since the company was going to foot (at least) the (majority of the) bill I decided that I was going to spring for the corned beef hash and eggs. However, I figured that dish would be too filling, so I switched up to a two egg and pancake meal.
Who knew that yesterday was National Corned Beef Hash Day? Certainly not me. I could have celebrated the day appropriately and I missed out.
ITP Flickr Pic
This was the placemat at the Boca Diner.
Notice that the sun was shining for the first time since I arrived on Monday.
Sprechen Sie Spanish?
Last night I learned that in “Little Havana” I should not attempt to be polite by saying “Gracias.” At dinner, which was a great meal at Casa Larios, I said “Gracias” to the person who filled my water glass and he quickly responded “De nada.” (as expected) but then followed it up with very fast “Hablo Espanol?” which I had to ask him to repeat and then sheepishly and “No.” Every pleasantry from that point on was a good old ‘merican “Thank You!”.
Here is one of the things that filled my belly; pork, delicious pork.
Follow the Flickr link to see a shot of what I ate as an appetizer. I finished the meal with a Cuban coffee. I may not speak the language, but I do enjoy the food.
My Reality Is That I Haven’t Seen Any RealiTV
With the week coming to a close I have missed all my “stories.” I don’t (and do not want to) know who has gotten the boot from Top Chef or Survivor: China and I haven’t seen the latest Kitchen Nightmares. The problem has either been I have forgotten to watch them because I have been busy, fallen asleep before they’ve come on, or have been out when they are aired. With any luck my trusty Dish Network DVR has captured them so I can watch when I return home.
Gone But Not Forgotten
Since adding the Mets Magic Number counter to my site a few weeks ago they have played like complete dog shit. They have squandered a seven game lead over the Phillies in a mere two-three weeks. I’m not superstitious but I also feel no need to punish myself by not seeing the number move.
I have therefore removed the counter from this site.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – pensive
Current Music – none
Website Of The Day – I have been eating some serious eats here in South Florida. That’s why Serious Eats is today’s choice.
Exercise (b)Log – nothing
Monthly Mileage – 12 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – N/A
September Goals
1) Get my first Ruby / Ruby on Rails program written
2) Lose 5 pounds (if at first, second, third, fourth, you don’t succeed….)
3) Take now fewer than three photos a day
4) Listen to (and review) one CD a day in September
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Pshaw! If he asked you, “¿Hablo Español?” then HE should have been sheepish. How the heck would you know if he spoke Spanish anyway?? (*grin*)
I love diners too. Yesterday I think I drove by the “Marietta diner” and haven’t been in yet but totally want to go there for lunch just because it’s called a diner. You should come up here and we can drag Barb out to diner with us! (Yes, out to diner, not dinner)
What’s a Cuban coffee? I’m intrigued. I like coffee. I like Cubans. I’m thinking I may like this thing you call a Cuban coffee.
Dude… you are in south beach. or any beach … and in miami…
The buildings as so cool. The colors.
My fav image of southbeach is from the 80’s. I was not able to shoot the image, but it is burned in my mind. My memories.
In southbeach, Coconut Grove, at night. The streets are lit and the nightclubs have not fullly arrived, so many are on the street and the bars and cafes have tables on the sidewalks with color and colorful people.
Many are shirtless and a hot red pocket rocket of a car drives up, the owner hops out or the car like he is about to party tonight.
The image is the man walking away wearing sandals, running shorts, holding only his keys and the biggest white cell phone I’ve ever seen.
The night…. south florida it is about the night.
Oh.. I’m supposto be inspiring you to find meaning in your photography. Or.. I simply got some perverse joy out of watching someone else go through the journey to photographer, and I get to mess with the process. This is therapy for me so their is no charge….
I’m still in the same process.
Miami… how many faces that have seen so much compaired to the fat american.
your work looks great, I love the palm tree with the tower shot.
but some of your work looks sterile.
start by putting a person in 1/8 of the image. You will be in there also…
Why do they think you are stealing their soul.
http://www.nashvilleportraits.com/
sterile is a great descriptin of my work. it is very characteristic of my personality until I get to know people.
So get messy, it’s not hard to do..
I would like to hit the diner.
Cuban coffee is like drinking espresso. It comes in a tiny coffee cup. Sometimes it’s served with sugar, sometimes with milk. I posted a picture of a cup that I had at Versailles tonight on Flickr.
I don’t think sterile is a good word at all to describe your work, Paulie. Maybe it’s because I do know you, but I see a lot of life and little surprises in your shots. We all take suggestions from others and always try to improve, of course…but you’ve done some really beautiful things you shouldn’t discount and the fact that your little subtleties are not so blatant and in your face is what makes them charming. Having to know you to understand some of the angles and colors and thought processes that go into your photos is exactly what makes viewing your photos so fun. Much better than pictures created “for the masses.”