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Friday, January 4, 2008
Family Photos in Utah
We shot this beautiful family's portrait session inbetween the holidays. Like most families the only time you can get everyone together is for holidays! Thanks for the wonderful smiles! Enjoy!
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Thursday, January 3, 2008
suicide
my phone committed suicide today at 3.30pm.
i didn't snob your text messages or phone calls.
don't have your numbers either. nothing. nada. all dead and gone.
i know i received 4 text messages between 4pm - 6pm
sorry. please email. or just call again. whatever.
arrrggghhh!!!!! yep.
i didn't snob your text messages or phone calls.
don't have your numbers either. nothing. nada. all dead and gone.
i know i received 4 text messages between 4pm - 6pm
sorry. please email. or just call again. whatever.
arrrggghhh!!!!! yep.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Ocean Restaurant: WOW!!
I am in love with Ocean. Everything about this restaurant is appealing and alluringly hedonistic. The fact that we dined there on a very snowy night when most right-minded Denverites were smart enough to hang by the fire and order pizza made its cool, flowing interior all the more appealing.
The restaurant is divided into sections, each with its own architectural features. No bland, ventilation duck encroached ceiling here. Above us was an arched and vaulted ceiling, smooth and tinted like a tropical sky. From it hung curvaceous lights that floated like balloons. For private dining they have the Captains’ Room with a large table, seating for twelve, a window on Cherry Creek and a looming painting of a pirate in red.
I ordered a nice Oban that came in a mind-numbing grog sized portion. I do hate paying ten dollars or more for something I can swallow in one gulp. The golden liquid warmed my throat instantly and made me forget about the subzero temperatures outside.
The amuse bouche was a small wonton wrapped in a delectable sweet and spicy sauce. The bread was crusty and either French or raisin. The table shared a seared ahi tuna appetizer and some spicy miniature lobster tacos. The menu was so vast we had a hard time deciding what to order. It is also al a carte, so you need to consider your vegetable accompaniments as well. Two of us ordered the macadamia-encrusted ono that came with a tangy bell pepper and red lettuce salad, one the seared scallops in a plum port reduction, and another the salmon. For sides we tried the lobster mac and cheese, baby carrots, risotto, double baked potato, and asparagus. By far the best entrée was the scallops. I am not sure the Lobster Mac was worth the $15 price tag but it was fun to indulge none-the-less. Dessert was a chocolate cake, a passion fruit sorbet, and a strawberry and whipped cream pound cake. In all the flavors were varied, distinct and complimentary and the presentation appealing. A blissful experience I long to repeat.
On a final note, the service was fine but not sophisticated and the valet parking was convenient but expensive.
The restaurant is divided into sections, each with its own architectural features. No bland, ventilation duck encroached ceiling here. Above us was an arched and vaulted ceiling, smooth and tinted like a tropical sky. From it hung curvaceous lights that floated like balloons. For private dining they have the Captains’ Room with a large table, seating for twelve, a window on Cherry Creek and a looming painting of a pirate in red.
I ordered a nice Oban that came in a mind-numbing grog sized portion. I do hate paying ten dollars or more for something I can swallow in one gulp. The golden liquid warmed my throat instantly and made me forget about the subzero temperatures outside.
The amuse bouche was a small wonton wrapped in a delectable sweet and spicy sauce. The bread was crusty and either French or raisin. The table shared a seared ahi tuna appetizer and some spicy miniature lobster tacos. The menu was so vast we had a hard time deciding what to order. It is also al a carte, so you need to consider your vegetable accompaniments as well. Two of us ordered the macadamia-encrusted ono that came with a tangy bell pepper and red lettuce salad, one the seared scallops in a plum port reduction, and another the salmon. For sides we tried the lobster mac and cheese, baby carrots, risotto, double baked potato, and asparagus. By far the best entrée was the scallops. I am not sure the Lobster Mac was worth the $15 price tag but it was fun to indulge none-the-less. Dessert was a chocolate cake, a passion fruit sorbet, and a strawberry and whipped cream pound cake. In all the flavors were varied, distinct and complimentary and the presentation appealing. A blissful experience I long to repeat.
On a final note, the service was fine but not sophisticated and the valet parking was convenient but expensive.
West Cliff Drive Santa Cruz: A Run Worth Flying To
I am a low mileage runner (4-6 miles) and I love nothing better than being on travel and running in a new and exciting location, like Hyde Park in London, that makes you forget what your body is doing. As I have gotten older and my knees have gotten more crotchety, this diversion is particularly welcome. I would much rather ogle the scenery than focus on my inner body and its varied aches and pains.One of my favorite destination runs is the Cliff Walk in Santa Cruz California. It has eye-popping delights sure to bring out your inner Zen master. Being at sea level has the added bonus of making you feel like an Olympic sprinter on steroids.
The Cliff walk is a pedestrian walkway that borders Santa Cruz Bay and its towering cliffs. This is not a run for those who like solitude. The path is filled with fellow revelers, some old, some young, some four-legged, and some looking like they never left the 60’s. This is Santa Cruz after all. Million dollar homes line the street and surfers with their boards are so plentiful at the eastern edge of the run that I was wondering what I was doing on dry land. Surely man’s place is in the sea on the large swell that crashes with a bone-shattering plunge over the sand bar of Steamer’s Lane. The majority of the surfers were not prepubescent thrill seekers either. Many looked like middle-aged accountants with a few grandmothers tossed in for good measure. If you can avoid concussions and limb severing accidents, surely surfing adds years to your dance card. The surfing museum is housed in the Mark Abbott Memorial Lighthouse, which adds a nice architectural flare to the run.
The turning point for the run occurs at Natural Bridges State Park (NBSP). While I just zoom into the parking lot and touch the fence, a return visit may be in order. NBSP is home of the Monarch Grove where over 100,000 Monarch Butterflies roost each winter. The Monarchs become living leaves; orange and black wings glistening as the breeze wafts their branch to and fro.
This run is spectacular at any time of the year but I particularly enjoyed this mid-December encounter because it was snowing back in Denver and I was in shorts and a thin top breathing in the sunshine and salt infused air.
new collection preview
catch more glimpses here! - http://flickr.com/photos/odditii/sets/367675/
i hope to be able to get some ready for the shoppe by the end of january'08. really hope you peeps will knock yourselves out! i had a whale of a time whipping them up from that very enlarged head of mine, i've got a couple more surprises in store, so yeah, don't worry, this is not all of it, yet ;p muacks!
and yes! i will be replying super late emails okay, by this week! liz! mao! gretchen! lucia! betti! amy no.1! amy no.2! erm... and you, you and, you! sorry.... :S
and kitty stories! (you may stay away, mandy) and photos! yeap. so much to do. tsk.
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