Reflections From a Murky Pond

Truly! Respect the brew. There are mornings when it’s the only reason you live to see lunchtime. And, I do mean you, not me – for the generic “you” meaning anyone around me.

Lies, lies, lies, and damn lies, I tell you! You can’t trust anything – much less anyone – anymore. The cake’s a rock; the dutch oven’s a cake; and the bloody rock is just years and years’ worth of piled up, dried automotive paint. 😉

Start your day off right. With coffee – or tea if that’s your cuppa – before you read the paper or surf the web for your morning “news.” Coffee first, then check to see what today’s outrage is or is supposed to be according to the Lamestream Media.

Remember that! First Coffee! Then, all the other shit.

First, Coffee. Always First, Coffee Before The Day’s Meshugas

OK, OK, OK! If you’re luckier/smarter than I am (highly unlikely but possible), as lucky/smart as I am (oddly rare), or even half as lucky/smart as I am (decent chance of that!), coffee should be the 2nd thing you do in the morning. But still, the 1st thing once you get out of bed. 😉

The important thing is to start the day with something good that will also center yourself. It’s important to get your mind in a rooted, good place before perusing the crap the world has for you each day.

A Perfect Weekend Breakfast

Mmmmm. The perfect weekend breakfast, it comes in many, many forms, but it’s cooked over an open fire. Not much in this world beats making breakfast over the fire in the early hours of the morning while the world is quiet – or, as quiet as it’s likely to get.

And, it’s actually doable for a lot of us – more of us than most of us believe. After all, I live in Brooklyn, NY and I do it. I put a small fire pit/grill in my back court for just this purpose. In fact, when this post goes live, that’s probably where I and what I’m doing.

Sadly, the above ad is fake. I would have adored it if it was an actual whimsical – or mocking if you’re of the flat-toothed dietary persuasion – but, alas and alack, neither the advertisement nor Crompton’s Beef Farm are real.