Here's to you Mime Guy!

The sad fact of the matter is that Mimery is a dying art. No longer do we see these painted on, jolly souls entertaining us on the street corners for a few quid each day. No more will you see as he (or she) struggles against an invisible restraint of cube-shaped glass. Children today are growing up in a world that knows not of these white faced street performers. So this blog goes out to you...Mime Guy! (or gal!)

It is amazing what you can find in a simple, ordinary day to write about, especially involving food. First of all, after spending a wonderful morning with Adrienne, I went to Orem with my parents to visit various family members. As things were winding up, my dear friend Blue called up and we went to lunch at our usual spot, the Techotinalian Market. If you are a fan of all things south of the border, and I mean the bland reality of true Mexican-influenced dishes, and not that overly-hyped sauced up jumbalaya that is served at every other "Mexican" restaurant, then you simply must visit this tidy piece of Mexico in Orem. Near the back of the store, encircled about by the carnacita and panderia, you will find a small kiosk-like stand with high benches around it. This is a small cafe where they don't speak English, but the make some wonderful tacos, burritos, and quesadillas. Be careful what you order, because "Cabeza" is brain. Anyway, Blue got a quesadilla and I went with the old stand by of beef taco. They have changed the beverage of choice from Pepsi to Coke, but other than that, the food was wonderful. The plain corn tortilla was as simple as always, and the homemade salsas were, (besides muy caliente), fresh and fabulous. I didn't quite finish my second taco because I was getting full, not to mention the artery I found in the last bite. Finding and recognizing various body parts in your food tends to squelch any remaining appetite.

Later that evening, I was spending some great time with Monica and Erik. Erik had recently found Egg Nog flavored Jones Soda. They had bought me a bottle to enjoy. It was actually really good...for anyone that likes egg nog, which I do. Monica made it clear that this was something Erik and I would have to enjoy together, as she was not going to partake of the Jones Soda Goodness. After that they took me to the Iceberg drive in. We didn't "drive in" but rather sat on well cushioned "Sinclair" barstools inside. (Later we moved to a more traditional, albeit taller, table with seat-backed chairs). While Monica and Erik enjoyed meals of the burger variety and classic milkshakes, I enjoyed a simple grilled cheese and fries. Erik ordered a side of Onion rings that were later dubbed Onion Manacles as they fit over our hands and well onto our wrists. They were impressive. As was typical Iceberg fashion, the meal was not able to go the entire evening without hiccup. The hard working citizens of Icebergia forgot the shakes, so those came, pretty much as an after-dinner snack.

I closed the day with Adrienne. It was a great time as she schooled me in the game of "War". On the way home I stopped at Wal-mart to gather the ingredients for something Erik thought of: Chocolate Flavored Egg Nog.

And with that...and a nod of appreciation to all things Mime, good night!