True enough, as Jami will tell you, one of the benefits we share together as husband and wife, is the interface of our brain waves. Scientific proof that a husband and wife's brain waves can cross, merge and hybridize is elusive. Yet, how can some things be accounted for. I am broaching this topic because suddenly I have developed the ability to write about cooking. I get this ability from some other worldly sphere - dare I say, from sharing alpha-wave patterns with Jami. So what I'm about to write is, in a sense, a product of Jami's as well as an invention of mine.
Lunch can be the day's most important meal. When I'm preparing my own lunch the first thing I do is go to Kroger. there I wait in line for the deli counter person to ask me what I want. I usually tell her that I want a fried chicken breast. Sometimes though I will ask for two short thighs. It's important that the chicken be fried. I take this fried chicken and go to the chip and cracker aisle. Jalapeno and cheddar flavored chips are quite tasty. Sometimes I go with sea salt and vinegar. Once I bought cracked black pepper, but this offering underwhelmed me. I take these items to the cashier. At the express line, while I wait behind someone paying for detergent, grape Hi-C, and pork chops with exact change in quarters and pennies, I grab a couple of Diet Cokes. One will probably be sufficient, but I buy two, just in case. What I have is a filling lunch for under seven dollars. I'll finish the chips at my studio while I paint. It's the nirvanic balance of my life.
People say to me, "OK Fred. It's apparent that Jami's superlative cooking skills are influencing your gastronomic sensibilities. What is she gleaning from her brain waves' connection to yours?" I have to admit that this is an astute question. Jami and I have discussed this topic at length while we play Scrabble. And I must say, and she may disagree with me as there might be some contention, but I must say that I believe that my comic sensibility has influenced her.
I say this because one thing I do comedically is laugh at myself. Jami has this same disposition. Remarkable.
By Tuesday yahoo/weather says that temperatures should be 70 here in Durham. But today it's in the 30s. I know that winter is supposed to be cold, but I've never gotten used to it. I remember, back in 1982, in January, my first quarter at UGA, snow accumulated up to 6 inches. I went into drawing class at 1:30 and when I left at 4 the ground was covered with snow. I couldn't get my car out and I was stranded. At the time I was new to Athens and didn't know any thing about getting around the city. I was generally trapped in my room- an apartment in someone's house. I cooked soup on a hot plate. I was miserable.
