Beyond My Comprehension

During my career, there have been many sad situations I have had to deal with. Students who are abused, the murder of a student’s father, homelessness, substance abuse, etc. have all sat in my classroom. It all is sad.

This year there is a student who has been homeless. Homeless means different things. It’s not always sleeping on the street. Most of the time it’s not having a permanent address. When an agency supplies the home, the family is still considered homeless.

Yet, this family is homeless. Not on the street. Nope. The family is living in a tent in the woods. They wash their clothes in lake. It is beyond the pale. There’s a lot more to this, obviously.

It’s easy to dismiss as are all homelessness save the fact that I see the child most days. Not all days. Some days the child doesn’t attend. The child is bright, but the lack of regular attendance has taken its toll.

Not much shakes me, but this has. I am paralyzed with what to do. The reality is that there is nothing much I can do . . . nor anyone else.

Insight

Being public employee is less than satisfying. As a colleague once stated, “We enter the building wondering what we will be blamed for today.” I understand the sentiment.

Knowing that administration has no problems using children as spies in the classroom, I noted that a student who is usually either absent or late was actually on time yesterday. As soon as I came to that realization, she was summoned to the office. Interestingly, at the end of the day she was also summoned. Nothing has been said to me (yet), but I am wary.

Whether or not I will be chastised for some perceived sleight is yet to be determined. The effect is the same either way. I am on edge whether this involves me or not. Not having done anything doesn’t relieve the stress as a recent lecture of 25 minutes for something that the vice principal said did not happen and how children make up stuff all the time showed.

So, I left work disgruntled. Went to the doctor. She sent me on my way noting I should pick up an over-the-counter item. I went to get that at Acme. I could not find it. I went to customer service for help. Yeah, no help. The lady said it should be a certain aisle. I mentioned I had looked there but didn’t see it. She wasn’t about to walk with me to find the item. I looked again and again could not find it. I left.

Now I was frustrated. I decided that despite my intention to have a Delmonico this evening, I would just pick up Burger King since it was right there. I sat at the speaker for three minutes before I drove off.

At each stage of my afternoon, I felt more and more knotted.

I decided to hit the Rite Aid near my home so to keep from picking up pizza to soothe me. Yup, the Rite Aid at Corson Park is now closed Splendid!

Drove into town to the other Rite Aid. Got what I needed . . . plus two candy bars. Somehow I felt entitled to sweets to ease my discomfort.

I did eat that Delmonico. I did calm down and went to sleep. I did wake up very early today. I suspect underlying all this is trepidation on going to work and being hauled into the administrator’s office and being told about my tone, or something I have said, etc.

Not enjoying work these days.

But the real question: why do I get worked up over things I have no control over? And why do I give in to the candy to ease my stress?

Boulevardier

Boulevardier

Unforgettables cocktails. I have decided to work my way through this series of cocktails to investigate the classics as I teach myself mixology and build out my home bar.

This is one of the biggies in the cocktail world. Given the Campari, I was leary approaching this one. But like many things, familiarity brings about fondness. Of the three different cocktails I have had with Campari (Negroni and the Americano being the others), this was the most pleasing. Perhaps Campari is groing on me or perhaps these cocktails are getting better. 🙂

I enjoyed this. I used Rittenhouse rye to make this. From what I gather, rye is the current preferred whiskey to use in this cocktail.

Boulevardier

Boulevardier

Recipe by Robert OwensCourse: Cocktails, The Unforgettables
Servings

1

servings
Prep time

3

minutes
Cooking timeminutes
Calorieskcal

IBA recipe

Ingredients

  • 45 ml Bourbon or Rye Whiskey

  • 30 ml Bitter Campari

  • 30 ml Sweet Red Vermouth

Directions

  • Pour all ingredients into mixing glass with ice cubes. .
  • Stir well.
  • Strain into a chilled cocktail glass.
  • Garnish with orange zest, optionally a lemon zest.

Between the Sheets

Between the Sheets

Unforgettables cocktails. I have decided to work my way through this series of cocktails to investigate the classics as I teach myself mixology and build out my home bar.

This is a rff of the Sidecar, it seems. The addition of the rum is welcomed. I used Mission Spirits white. It worked well.

I enjoyed this cocktail. I think I would like to play around with the ratios a bit. I looked at a few other recipes and it looks like there are other approaches to this. My thinking is I could dial this in just a little bit to make it a cocktail I really enjoy. Perhaps some simple syrup to sweeten it ever so slightly.

Between the Sheets

Between the Sheets

Recipe by Robert OwensCourse: Cocktails, The Unforgettables
Servings

1

servings
Prep time

3

minutes
Cooking timeminutes
Calorieskcal

IBA recipe

Ingredients

  • 30 ml White Rum

  • 30 ml Cognac

  • 30 ml Triple Sec

  • 20 ml Fresh Lemon Juice

Directions

  • Add all ingredients into a cocktail shaker.
  • Shake with ice and strain into a chilled cocktail glass.

Notes

  • No garnish

Aviation

Aviation

Unforgettables cocktails. I have decided to work my way through this series of cocktails to investigate the classics as I teach myself mixology and build out my home bar.

This is the cocktail I used to open the bar last month. Part of me thought this might end up being my go-to cocktail. And it may. I like it very much.

That recipe called for a different ratio of the ingredients. This one from IBA I think is a bit simpler. There is something about it that I like. Frankly, there’s not much not to like about Aviations. The issue is ensuring the ingredients as available and that the lemon juice is fresh. It would absolutely stand out if it this came from a bottle.

Aviation

Aviation

Recipe by Robert Owens
Servings

1

servings
Prep time

3

minutes
Cooking timeminutes
Calorieskcal

IBA recipe

Ingredients

  • 45 ml Gin

  • 15 ml Maraschino Luxardo

  • 15 ml Fresh Lemon Juice

  • 1 Bar Spoon Crème de Violette

  • 1 Maraschino cherry; optional

Directions

  • Add all ingredients into a cocktail shaker.
  • Shake with cracked ice and strain into a chilled cocktail glass.

Too Much

After taking a couple weeks off from updating this blog, I began anew last evening. I am in January 2012 right now.

I see things that were not evident to me then as I repost these. I had been attempting to get my life organized at that point. It is clear. The books, music, and photograph projects were well underway. But there was just too much on my plate. I was working out, in multiple Toastmasters clubs, involved in the school board at St Mary Magdalen, soon to take on the Knights of Columbus, BookCrossing, etc.

I watched the Minimal Mom’s latest video where she discussed hobbies and the stuff that goes along with them. Yeah, in early 2012, I was in the throes of all that. This is absolutely an area I have successfully tackled since I moved here.

These blog posts from back then, in a way, are suffocating.

Defective Child

Fritz is here this weekend. Last weekend, Beetle commented that he had had detention. I questioned that and was informed that he had been missing school. When I investigated further, I found that hadn’t been the case although he had missed one day. I gather because I had asked, earlier this week I was told Fritz did miss a day of school this week because he was sick. Poor boy.

He arrived today. He’s coughing up his lungs. He looks horrible. He doesn’t have an appetite. He went to bed early. He’s snoring loudly. He is obviously still sick.

I asked Fritz when I realized he was still sick if he missed more than a day of school this week. Yup. “Three or four,” he said.

So yes, I was told he had missed a day. I had no idea he had missed most of the week. Sicker than anything, no issue with dropping him off here for the weekend to pass on his illness. Nice!

On top of that, in passing I was informed that the reason he was late in arriving is that Beetle was getting ready to go to Delaware for the evening.

Yeah, I am really removed from what is going on with my children. It’s almost as though I do not matter.

Out of the Loop

22-05-19 Prom

There’s not much going on in my life presently. Overall, that’s a good thing. 🙂 Tonight, however, I did attend an event. While it wasn’t very good, it was nice to be out of the house. When I left, I checked my e-mail before the long ride home. That is when I received a message that included the above photographs.

Life as a divorce father isn’t pleasant. I have been so removed from the day-to-day with my children, I am not even told of proms. Sure, there was the plea a few months ago to purchase a $500 dress for the event, but no, I didn’t know it was tonight. I wasn’t there to take photographs. I wasn’t there to smile, hold hands, and otherwise be Dad.

A friend of mine’s daughter attended prom recently. She posted a slew of photographs. Her daughter posed with every member of the family. The number of shots the daughter took with her mother and father were numerous. All in focus. All in vivid color.

I am not afforded that opportunity with my children. Pushed aside from the day-to-day.

While sad, I can’t let it beat me down. This is out of my control. I can’t stress over that with which I will be ineffectual. My role is different now regardless of my desires.

Beetle looks beautiful.

Angel Face

Angel Face

This series highlights the International Bartenders Association (IBA) The Unforgettables cocktails. I have decided to work my way through this series of cocktails to investigate the classics as I teach myself mixology and build out my home bar.

This is one of those cocktails I have never heard of. As I perused the recipe, I began to think this would be a cocktail I would enjoy. Well, the other day I picked up the apricot brandy and the Calvados.

I came home and mixed this drink. Because there is no citrus, I stirred this. As I drank the cocktail I had mixed thoughts. I liked it, but it seemed unbalanced somehow. I couldn’t put my finger on what was off.

I could taste the gin, but it really is only there for the booze. Neither the Calvados and the apricot brandy should be off, but something wasn’t quite right.

I began reading to see if perhaps other had a different ratio that would fix this. That is when I discovered this was to be shaken, not stirred. Hmmm . . .

Cocktails like this are stirred, but the IBA recipe and others state this is to be shaken as per Harry Craddock stated in his 1930 recipe, which is the first time this was published.

The second time I made this, I used the Boston shaker. You know what? This actually tasted better. I don’t have an explanation. Same recipe, but it wasn’t quite as sharp as it was when stirred. Perhaps the first cocktail numbed me enough, but I suspect the shaken, not stirred mantra of this cocktail actually made a difference. I can’t explain why, but it is.

In the end, it isn’t quite the stunning cocktail I had anticipated, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with this cocktail. It is sweet! Even though IBA does not call for a garnish, I think a crispy apple slice would complement this well.

Angel Face

Angel Face

Recipe by Robert OwensCourse: Miscellaneous
Servings

1

servings
Prep time

3

minutes
Cooking timeminutes
Calorieskcal

IBA recipe

Ingredients

  • 30 ml Gin

  • 30 ml Apricot Brandy

  • 30 ml Calvados

Directions

  • Pour all ingredients into cocktail shaker filled with ice cubes.
  • Shake and strain into a chilled cocktail glass.

Notes

  • Shake, do not stir

Its Tuesday, Let’s Do a Road Trip

A benefit of living alone, removed from being a parent during the week, being late in the academic year with no papers to grade is that after work on a Tuesday, it is easy to take a drive to Eatontown. Yeah, close to two hours away to go shopping.

It’s interesting how supplies work. A memory of my youth is my parents (my father in particular) drinking green chartreuse. As I dabble in the cocktail culture, the Last Word is a popular cocktail. It calls for green chartreuse. For some reason, that liqueur is not available around me. I can’t find it anywhere.

The other day I bopped around the Total Wine app and was told the Eatontown location had it. I then looked for another bottle I can’t find: absinthe. I can find absinthe, but not the brand I wanted. So, there there are two hard-to-find bottles sitting on their shelves. Why not take the drive?

I found both easily. I also found Buffalo Trace bourbon. This allocated bourbon is weird too. It is available nowhere near me, but I know it can be found in quantity in other places. Eatontown, apparently, is one of those places. I picked up a bottle just because.

inhaling roses

© 2003-22 | RDOwens | Privacy Policy