I realize as I type this that the title of this blog post will more than likely result in a lot of people finding The Smart Kitchen and expecting an entirely different website, but nonetheless, my morning was marked by the slight absurdity of driving along, enjoying the first listen of Jeremy Fisher’s Flood, a follow-up to one of my favorite folkpop albums of all time–Goodbye Blue Monday–when all of a sudden, I realized what he is singing:
Break a pretty shell, just to find a pearl
Fly up to the moon to understand the world
Oh the things that we will do, just to see a naked girl”
*If you’ve never seen Dana Carvey’s Comedy Central stand-up routine from approximately 10 years ago, I recommend you find it. Now.
I will say that, should you try this at home, go heavy handed on the pumpkin pie spice and definitely add a wee droplet of vanilla extract. It makes ALL the difference.
Something else new and different? This cereal in my cereal jar!Nature’s Path Crunchy Maple Sunrise! After falling head over heels for the Vanilla version, I had been eager to sample this kind, but for whatever reason I refused to eat maple cereal in the summer. It screams “FALL!”
When you open the bag, the cereal buds yell “HARVEST TIME!” as the intoxicating smell of maple syrup flows up out of the box. I’m not exaggerating.OK, so it didn’t actually yell. But the thing about the maple syrup. Totally true. I thought I was at a breakfast diner for a minute, about to be served a heaping pile of banana nut pancakes.
Pumpkin reappeared at lunch, as I took the leftover roasted pumpkin chunks from the Pumploitation Dinner and put them on a green salad with some chopped mushrooms and red bell peppers.
That would also be a whole lot of dried thyme sprinkled on everything. Thyme makes pumpkin POP!
At some point I ate these grapes.
Seriously, I knew I occasionally have questionable musical taste, but I dare you not to listen to this song and feel happy and/or like performing a Lindy Hop in the middle of your kitchen. I don’t recommend listening to it while trying to lift weights at the gym, however, as I kept losing track of my reps in favor of planning intense choreographed dances in my head…and then, there is a point about two minutes into the song when Kris breaks it down, and my tendency towards shoulder rolls nearly caused me to fall off the leg press machine. But, at least I felt all bubbly inside while doing it.
Thank you, Kris Allen, because although I almost died in a weights-related gym accident this afternoon (and received some odd stares from drivers while stopped at stoplights on my way home) I always appreciate a truly uplifting song. [Even though technically I think it’s about a girl not giving him the time of day….but whatever.]