Anthony Bourdain: A Friend in my Mind

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Friday morning was a mad dash. I was off to two different offsite meetings before heading back to work. At almost mid-day was when I looked up my twitter feed. In that moment, I felt like my heart skipped a beat. It read “Anthony Bourdain was found dead by suicide”. I didn’t really understand what it meant; I had just watched the last episode  of Parts Unknown on sunday so he was still pretty fresh in my mind. This week was awful for the entertainment industry, first Kate Spade and now Anthony. I was puzzled, sad, wondering, afraid, questioning all at the same time. Lets take a walk back to how he became a friend – in my mind.

An Authentic Human Being

Anthony Bourdain was a real and authentic human being. He had money, success, fame but he knew those things did not exempt him from life – the daily struggles of anyone alive on this planet. He was who he was and he wasn’t ashamed of it. His love of travel and of food took him all over the globe. He was curious about cultures different from his, intrigued about how people lived, their values and the things that set them apart from other groups. There had to be more to a person or groups of people and Bourdain understood that.

There was a humility about him; he was willing to travel to remote parts of the world to sit with total strangers, share a meal and just listen. He gave others a chance to paint their own pictures, an opportunity to tell their own story – not the scripts written by people outside their experience. He ate any where from the best restaurants in world to eating on street corners and in back alleys; on many occasions trying things from menu’s that some of us wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole. This part of him I could so relate to because I have gotten sick so many times from tasting and trying different cuisines in the past that I made up my mind to live vicariously by watching Parts Unknown and the Travel Channel.

He had things that he struggled with, that was no secret. It was said that he ran from his demons but not fast enough. Could it be that if he had taken time to acknowledge the things he was struggling with instead of painting a different picture to the world, he might still be here. I remember his last visit to a remote village in Asia where he made an eerie comment saying ‘it would be the last time he would be back there’, – I cannot help but wonder if he already knew what he was going to do. So sad, sad indeed.

We can’t keep losing people like this.  Something as simple as talking to someone else can go a long way to being free. Diet, exercise and a healthy lifestyle coupled with rest help re-center and refresh the body. Being in close contact with family, friends and loved ones keep us emotionally balanced. Mental illness is no respecter of persons. An icon was lost and we pray for peace for his family at this time.

 

Periwinkle Starr

 

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Old Recipes Live Forever!!

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Hello Y’all! Happy Mothers Day!!! There are many amazing Mum’s in world but I am lucky to have the ‘BEST’ one! I remember growing up as a kid and having temper tantrums – and there were many – because I didn’t get something I wanted and often saying under my breath that I didn’t  want to be like my mum when I grew up. Well, fast forward to 2018… and I can say for a fact that I am a clone of her…ha ha! Its so bad that I would say something and all of a sudden I would have a dèjá vu moment where I know I’ve heard the exact same phrase before and truth be told, it was something she had said.

There are weekends that fly by so fast because I’m on the go-go-go and there are times where I stop everything I’m doing, kick back my shoes and just chill. On those days, I sometimes like to make homemade pancakes from scratch; and yes I said from scratch (no pancake mixes here), just like my mum made them for me growing up. Those pancakes made everything better and I mean E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G.

My love of cooking and not being afraid to try my hands at different recipes started with a show I used to watch called the ‘Urban Peasant’ a looong time ago. It was about a  funny, easy going war veteran who loved to cook. He wasn’t perfect by any long shot but he made it fun and approachable and if a recipe didn’t turn out great; at least you knew what not to do the next time around. That show had a huge impact on me, not just in cooking but trying new things in life at least once.

Today is one of those days where I’m making a pastry that I grew up eating as a child without a care in the world. The recipe has evolved over the years but I’m of the school of thought that says ‘if it’s not broken, it doesn’t need fixing’! Its very easy to make and so simple anyone can make it…and I mean anyone. So keep reading!!

Recipe for Meat Pie!!!

Crust: 2 Cups of Flour. Salt ( 1 tsp). Baking Powder (1 tbsp). 1.5 Stick of butter. 1 Cup of ice cold water.

Filling: Half a red onion (finely chopped). 1 Medium potato. 16 oz. Ground beef. Thyme.  Black pepper. Cayenne pepper. Cooking oil.  1 Egg for basting. Salt.

It’s super easy! First measure the dry ingredients for the crust into a bowl then add the butter and knead. Slowly add the water, knead some more and set aside. Heat a pan or in my case a pot with cooking oil. Add the finely chopped onions and stir for 2 minutes. Add ground beef. Add thyme, black pepper, cayenne pepper and salt. Keep on stirring. Pour in the finely cubed potato and stir until fully cooked. That’s it for the filling!! Now take portions of the dough, roll out, add the filling, bast with the beaten egg and seal. Bake at 325 F until golden brown. Its so crumbly and tasty without all the heavy bready-ness and it goes with everything!! Here are some pictures below!

 

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Let me know what old recipes you love to make that work  everytime. Until I come your way again, I remain,

 

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The Randomness of It All!!

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Hello Y’all!! The weekend is here! Sitting on my porch and starring into a vast expanse of greenery, listening to the sounds of birds chirping, the soft whisper of the morning breeze always seem to bring everything into perspective…don’t ask me how, it just does.  😀 Its almost like running through chaos all week and finally getting a few moments to be calm and regain my focus.

I sometimes get the sense that we as people look at life as a plan, a series of events, a destination, a succession of accomplishments that occur in stages…in order words; an orderly occurrence of events. I on the other hand sometimes love to look at life as a series of random events that do not always make sense when you’re in the thick of it. But the moment I step back and look at the big picture of events, timing, decisions made, seemingly chanced meetings, the good, the bad and not so pretty things that happen along the way; It… in some weird way makes sense after all.

Spoiler Alert 101

There really isn’t a specific order of occurrences in life. There’s a lot of RANDOM!

Sometimes, when things don’t go the way we think they should or things don’t happen as we imagine them to, we often think that we have failed in some way or the other. I have come to realize that by removing myself from being so up close and personal and looking at the big picture in a holistic way does something to and for me. Things begin to come into perspective in a way that blows my mind beyond anything I would have planned or orchestrated by myself. I have given all I can and now, I’m going to let it be, I am going to chill and have a glass of wine while i’m at it. 😀 😀

Recently, my friends and I drove by a newly constructed building on our way to a baseball game – The Texas Rangers against the Seattle Mariners. We lost… AGAIN!!! but who cares, ballpark food is so bad for you but taste sooo good and a once in a blue moon binge is not going to kill anybody right? – Anyway, it was a project I had worked on in the past. There it stood, majestic as can be. All the surrounding buildings looked dated beside it. Often times, no one sees the effort it took to create such a masterpiece if I could say so myself (wink). At some point in the process, it was a push-pull saga between peoples ego and doing what was best for the overall well being of the project and all the stakeholders involved: from the designers, construction managers, investors, the city, the occupants, the owners. At certain moments, things were frustrating and weren’t going well talk less of making sense. But now, looking at the end product; I can’t but be proud that it was all worth it. It all made sense. It wasn’t a perfect process but surely, it was worth it.

Life is full of randomness, things you can control and some you can’t. S***t happens to good people too. :/ Instead of being down on yourself when things don’t go the way you had hoped or expected; or it didn’t fit the mold you wanted, take a step back and look at it from a holistic perspective. Sometimes life does not make sense but as long as you keep doing your part, you keep being positive and keep pushing. I can guarantee that one day, you will be able to see the whole picture. You’d be able to connect the dots and you’ll be happy for good times and grateful for the times that things didn’t go as you had planned.

My To-Do list is long this weekend so i’d best get started on it. Hope you have a fab weekend! I would love to hear from you so feel free to share your thoughts with me and all our fab Starr readers. Also, take the time to check out my sister blog: https://www.periwinklestarr-glamfest.com/ Until I come your way again, do enjoy the randomness of life, its worth it!!

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Cooking For Friends!!

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Happy Easter!!! …and April Fools Day! Its been a minute y’all and I am so relieved that this years Fool’s Day didn’t fall on a work day. I would have walked into work skeptical that everything would be booby trapped; all thanks to the pranksters I call coworkers 😀😎 But on a more serious note, Spring is here and it’s time to get back into the swing of things.

One of my best friends and I had a pact for years where she stopped by my house on Christmas day and I at her house on Boxing day. We loved hosting!  I am no cordon bleu by any long shot but cooking for friends has been a fun hobby, something I have loved doing for ever but not as much as I would like these days. Nothing beats great company, home cooking and lots of humor… any day. The fact that we live and work in a fast paced environment where there’s a location for every meetup, we tend to loose the intimacy of being in our friends homes and getting to know them on a deeper level. For some, this might be an issue that brings anxiety but I am going to share some fun realities about cooking for friends and hosting that should set your mind at ease for the next time or the first time you have friends over at your place!!!

Fun Realities About Cooking for Friends  

  • You ‘finally’ get to clean!! If you are somewhat of a perfectionist or borderline O.C.D., you can skip over this point. But for those who never ‘EVER’ get around to spring cleaning, the thought of having people at your home should at least scare you into action…at least for their sake..ha ha! There is a saying I have heard that ‘the state of your personal space or dwelling is a reflection of your mind’. So look around you😨

 

  • You can finally see your dinner table!! For the mass majority, we are the generation that eats the most meals in front of the TV. Having guest over will finally motivate you to get that ‘library’ off the dining table for once. Lets stop deceiving ourselves that we’re reading all 25 books at the same time. They belong on the shelf with page markers so you can pick up where you left off anytime you want. 😎

 

  • You get to perfect your hosting skills!! Don’t you just admire and look up to accomplished women or men who are seasoned at every and any thing they do? Let me give you a spoiler alert…Those skills did not pop up over night. It took practice and in many cases, a lot of failed moments. Just like a muscle that you don’t use, don’t expect to win a marathon if those legs haven’t been trained to do so. Practice makes perfect!😘

 

  • You get to use all your cookware. Don’t you find it amusing that you find things you didn’t even know you still had when planning to have guests over as well as realizing what things you DON’T have. Sometimes looking for certain items turns into a spring cleaning moment because lets be honest, – there’s are some gadgets we will never use. So finding someone who will appreciate it is way better than just taking up real estate in your space.

 

  •  You don’t always have to break the bank. 😕 You can host on a budget and still have a great time. Designate who brings what and you should be good.  At the end of the day, community is everything. Having a good laugh and just relaxing with people you care about and vice versa does good for the soul.

As always, I would love to hear from you, your fun stories, burn stories and everything in between – the first time or last time you had friends over. Until I come your way again, I remain

 

Periwinkle Starr

Staying Fit & Avoiding The Flab!

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Hello Y’all!! A belated welcome to the month of March…all the way from Dallas, Texas! It’s been a cool winter so far but I’m just about ready for some consistent warm weather right about now. 😨The downside of winter is the fact that you can make up genuine excuses for E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G and get away with it.

My question is… ‘For how long’?

We had the holidays, Valentines day, Fat Tuesday and more sweet treats than should be  legally consumed. I feel it’s time to get back into being fit, active and lean again 😀 I abhor the word ‘FAT’ when it comes to health and weight because it brings back all kinds of horrifying memories; the word is literally vanquished from my vocabulary unless we’re talking about “Fat Tuesday”…ha ha!

 Its hard to maintain a fitness regimen especially if you’re always on the go and your lifestyle or job are not as predictable.

How To Get Flabby Fast

This is a no-brainier to most but for some, the flab creeps up on you so slowly that one day you look in the mirror and wonder what exactly it is you’re looking at – Like where did my toned abs go or for the guys, you may look like you’ve downsized to a one pack. 😱😱 This is so real, it’s not even funny. I am going to list a few things that may seem inconsequential but trust me, they add up. So stay with me. 😘😍

  • Happy Hour and Weekend Meetups

The weekend is finally here. You can kickback and relax a little.  All those cocktails aren’t going to drink themselves you know but they do add to the waistline. After all, a few drinks aren’t hurting anybody. But there’s an old saying ‘A little here, a little there and a pond becomes a river.

  • Late Night Dinners

Every now and then, I have days where I zone out on the couch for some ‘Do-Nothing Me-Time’. I catch up on movies, phone calls, my never ending to-do lists, a good facial mask, nail polish, with snacks nearby and a glass of wine. Once the snuggie comes out, its downhill from there – nothing healthy happens beyond this point. 😂😂

  • Skipping The Gym

We all have things that interfere with our gym schedules every now and then. Skipping the gym may work when you have pressing appointments or deadlines; but when you see yourself slipping, its time to up your game and get back into your routine.

  • Not Reading The Labels on Food

There’s a reason why people advise against shopping when you’re hungry because we tend to grab everything that looks good instead of what’s really healthy for us. I feel I end up making decisions from my belly instead of from my brain. Taking the time to read the label will help you decide if you want for example a 230 calorie breakfast bar or a 120 calorie equally as tasty option. Its that simple but seldom ever done. 😣😣

Something Has Got To Give

Staying fit is a lifestyle. There’s no magic pill and even if there was, the side effects may not be pleasant. Its okay to have cheat days; just as long as every day does not become one. When going out to eat, try to make delicious but healthy choices; and if you intend to stuff your face, make a mental note to add a couple more minutes at the gym or swim a couple more laps than you usually would. If you see yourself slipping on your workout regimen, get up and start moving again. Lets beat the flab together!! 😎😁Until I come your way again, feel free to share your tips and tricks on staying fit.

 

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Going Back to the 80’s?…Hope Not!

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Hello Y’all! I hope your weekend has been fun aside from the cold front we have coming our way here in North Texas. 😑 New York Fashion Week is here and the frenzy and excitement accompanied with this years show is on!! So far, the trend with some designers this year has been focused on bags and there’s been some interesting pieces I’ve see so far; some of which I will share below…so excited!!😁😎

So we recently had the 2018 Grammy’s which was fun for those who watched it from the beginning till the end. I watched the performances of some of the stars I felt would make it worth my time and Bruno Mars was one of them. I couldn’t help but notice the blatant 80’s theme in that performance. Everything from the garb, dance moves, video-graphy and accessories screamed 1980’s. It almost felt like I was in a time capsule all of a sudden and I could hear that annoying voice saying ‘I’m taking you back…way back’! 😐

Now….In My Mind

The 80’s was P-E-R-F-E-C-T in its own way; we do not need to recreate it. All the color riot/patch patterns that we called clothing back then coupled with those huge clanky earrings (that still surprise me till this day that people ‘still’ had ear holes) and outlandish accessories that scream ‘LOOK AT ME’ make me cringe just reliving those memories.

I liken the 1980’s era to my first time at a shooting range. It was loud, exciting and adrenaline pumping. But if you ask me if I would do it again, my answer would be ‘hell to the naw’ in my best Ohioan/Kentucky accent. 😂 And I’ll tell you why:

  • The brightness of those prints…no wonder some of us have flashbacks that lead to momentary visual impairedness when we see extremely bedazzling colors.
  • Almost every one had a pair of those army boots. Its like they all shopped in the same store. I would never know why.😕
  • The dance moves though…If you know how to do the running man,… ‘You is Old’! But come to think of it looking back, people were more fit then and I’m pretty sure it was because they danced a whole lot.
  • The obsession with hair for both guys AND girls was perplexing. Everyone walking around with Jerry curls and fried hair dripping with oil or really big hair back then. That’s not going to work since we have global warming now; all the hairspray in the world won’t keep that birds nest longer than a few hours.😂
  • The jewelry and accessories were big, bold and screamed ‘notice me’. No one ever tells you that you get caught in everything from trees, bushes, clothes, hair…with those huge earrings 😱

Anyways guys, If you were born in the 1980’s, you know exactly what i’m talking about because you lived through that era. But if you weren’t and you think all this is new…sorry to disappoint you but it isn’t. We did the 80’s once, we don’t need to go back there again. Wishing you a happy valentines day celebration in advance! Until I come your way again, I remain

 

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No More Resolutions…Just Aspirations Please!!

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Hello Y’all!! Welcome to a fabulous new week! The freeze is still on and I’m still trying to wrap my mind around how Houston can be getting snow this time of the year and not Dallas; not that I care but it’s just odd. :/ Can you believe it’s mid January already? The zip-line has begun…ha ha!

My neighbor has a 50 pound bulldog puppy that runs out to me every time I put my keys in the door. Today will be our 6th screaming episode…where i’m screaming in fright and the pup is super excited to say hello. 😐 This gets me E-V-E-R-Y-T-I-M-E. I still don’t understand how a dog that size can move so stealthily; I just see something out of the corner of my eye and flashbacks of ALL the horror movies of mauling sessions combined into this one moment become a reality – in my mind. This is not a one time episode though. I get jumped by dogs all the time and most recently by a clients poodle. Everyone was like ‘it absolutely loves you’ :/ Now, I am not averse to dogs because growing up, my family always had dogs and as much as I didn’t really fuss and kiss on them (yuck), I was their primary caregiver and did right by them. So I guess its inevitable, I will probably end up with a few… eventually 😀 :/

No More Resolutions – Just Aspirations Please.

If you’re like the rest of us, by the month of March, those resolutions are dead and forgotten; And by December, we pledge to do better the next year. Like a wheel, the cycle repeats itself.  I made up my mind to switch things up and change my lingo this time around. I decided to set out with things I would love to accomplish in the year but with no definite timeline. The reason being that ‘life happens’ and ‘we don’t really have complete control over everything’. Knowing and accepting these simple facts take the pressure off of you.

  • So instead of resolving to loose ‘x’ pounds or kilograms this year, I aspire to keep making healthy choices through out the year that will get me closer to the desired weight I want. So in essence, you’ve set your sights on the goal that you WILL accomplish without your brain scrambling to fit that into an almost impossible  time frame.

  • When I get caught in traffic with bad drivers, I will picture myself running through a peaceful field full of soft lilies and dandelions – instead of reacting by saying all those ‘bad words’…ha ha!

So guys, I hope you have an amazing week and your resolutions for the year are transformed into aspirations without any of the extra pressure we tend to place on ourselves. Feel free to share your thoughts and views with me on this post and if you haven’t already checked out my sister site, please do!! It’s:

https://www.periwinklestarr-glamfest.com/

Until I come your way again, I remain

 

Periwinkle Starr