heat index – The Journey

The World in Flux… and Anchored

August 2, 2023August 1, 2023Tagged catfish, chilaquiles, heat index, heifer international, Lammas, Lughnasadh, Wedding anniversary2 Comments

The best thing that ever happened to me. Ever. And a part of me says to move on. But a bigger, more stubborn, maybe obstinate, part says, “Not Happening”. I’m anchored in the gifts I got and the gift that keeps on giving to me. Our twentieth anniversary today.

August 1 is also Lammas, or Lughnasadh, the cross quarter celebration between summer solstice and autumnal equinox. It is the first, of three, harvest festival.

I am increasingly invested in the form of celebrating what we have every 6-1/2 weeks. I would extend that to apreciating what we had, and how that shapes our path.

One thing it is here is hot. Thermometer is forecast to reach 102F on Wednesday and a heat index of 115F. But apparently that is OK. Something called Wet Bulb Temperature was only 90F. Humans are OK until about, about, 95F wet bulb. What a relief.

Fortunately I’ve been able to find sustenance. Fried catfish over soul fried rice at Fat Jaw, and sausage gravy and biscuit with a bacon stuffed hush puppy at Flyway Brewing.

And Taqueria Karina Cafe. Low rent, real deal Mexican. I’ve developed a dependency for chilaquiles.

And solely for family members… tell Mom I found the headquarters for Heifer International.

La Petite Roche

July 15, 2023July 14, 2023Tagged Arkansas, Dive bars, heat index, Little Rock, TomatoesLeave a comment

Speaking for myself, an Englishman, I forget/ignore that the French and the Spanish had significant interests in North America. Having recently spent time in New Mexico, and Canada, makes it harder to be oblivious. And so, it was fun to find this plaque to La Petite Roche.

And I continue my exposure to Arkansas tomatoes. This is a wonderful BLT at Lost Forty Brewery. It did not go down with out a beverage. Several.

The Rockhound IPA appealed to me by name. The flavor was fine as well. I have learned that Arkansas is reknowned for quartz crystals. I’ll be on the lookout for a souvenir in the wild.

I’m actively exploring options for food and drink in La Petite Roche. Fat Jaws is great soul for lunch and close to work. Fassler Hall had a great brat. I am most pleased with Sticky Fingerz – lowest rent joint of all my dinner choices. And Janelle would have been so pleased with the vibe, the food, and the beverages. For my first visit, I went with the “Almost Famous Quesadilla” and the Banana Pudding.