June 30, 2006

It's Been Awhile...

Yes. . . . I am still alive. . . .

March 24, 2006

Run for the border!

Here I am sitting here with my belly full of enchiladas. Stuffed.

I have lived in many different towns in the state of California, some in Northern California, some in Southern California. I have come to a conclusion regarding mexican food. The farther away you go from the border the worse it gets!

Santa Cruz has o.k. mexican food. It could be worse.... and it definitely could be better. But there are places on this planet where mexican doesn't exist at all! Hard to imagine. I shudder to think that in some parts of the country the only thing people know of mexican food is Taco Bell. It is a totally different experience.

I couldn't tell you the difference in making the food, but my tongue knows. I think it might have to do with the lard in the beans or something. NorCal seems to specialize in unflavorful pinto beans and black beans. So Cal (and Mexico) seems to specialize in good 'ol REFRIEDS!

The best hole in the wall place to get yummy cheap mexican that I have ever tasted is Pedro's Tacos in San Clemente, CA. Yep, it's the best.

So if you live in Southern California, don't take your mexican food for granted. Bring on the lard! And if you were born and raised in Nor-Cal, maybe you might not even know the difference. But you know what they say, ignorance is bliss. And we can still enjoy mexican in our tamale barren land.

February 21, 2006

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I've come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.