Good Morning All,
I figured that my first post should reflect so many different things about me, my life, my family, my historical …. did I say historical, my bad, I meant to say hysterical, way of being me. My life has been a whirlwind of trials and tribulations, very high highs, and some tragically low lows. But that’s another post altogether. Anyway, for those of you who have followed me on FB, or any “Social Media”, which I honestly like to refer to as “Social Meandering”, Ok there I said it!!! Wow that was like, so empowering….well sorta! It’s just that all the news isn’t bad, there that’s better, I’m a little rusty at this and have no editor to tell me what I can and can’t say..so bare with me here.
Most people think I have it all, some think I have nothing at all…perspective is an elephant, I meant to say irrelevant … wow Freudian slip or not, it makes sense. For the past five years, I’ve simply been in love, with the most wonderful husband, and best friend a girl could ask for. We met and fell in love at first site 5 short years ago on July 31st, I never ever, ever saw that coming, as I had been outta circulation for awhile, or in other words, “living” in LA…. No offense to LA, there’s nothing wrong with LA. That’s fine for some people, I could have been living in Bum Fuck Egypt and no one would be the wiser! But I digress, so I left for home, Big Sur/Carmel/Monterey, surely there I would find my answers….well, the very first person I ran into was my darling Neva Case, who I had not seen since she was six, maybe seven… she loudly yelled my name across the Big Sur River Inn/ Pub parking lot, and I did not look anything like my former self, except , my infamous laughter, and my crooked smile….she ran up to me with those beautiful, blonde eyebrows,and beautiful welcoming smile, sparkly eyed and brown as a berry, hugging me so tight like I would disappear as fast as I showed up, and low and behold, she now had littles of her own, they were playing at the Big Sur River Inn pool, Oceana was 9 and Kiana was 6, and Kiana was the spitting image of her Mama, and Oceana somehow looked like me oddly, I was totally baffled by all this action, I was road weary and had a terrible toothache, needed to sleep, so we spoke for a long while telling each other tales of our lives and I didn’t want to but I had to drive to Monterey to secure my place to stay…well that didn’t go as planned, because the girl I was supposed to stay w/ was now a meth addict prostitute….wow that was a hard one to take in, i mean we were flower children, love peace, granola. Well not no mo’, so I checked into the Bay Park Hotel and I finally got my room, unpacked my bags..The world was my oyster, So my plan was to shuck it, find the very super special one, with the pearl inside, set the pearl on my bread plate, slather that gooey mollusk w/ Mingonette and suck it down. Days later, when I finally had gotten some well needed rest, I called my friend who I was supposed to go live with, and she was MIA…however, she had called her friend Greg Maggini to come check on me and give me a few bucks(10 to be exact,like that was gonna do a lot) so I could eat, me…eat for $10 dollars? I wanted Surf and Turf! Sushi! Oysters!
And when Greg knocked on my door, I simply grabbed him by the neck and kissed it twice, then backed up to see his reaction… it was priceless. So I’ll leave you hanging for now, as I’d like to post this in the near future. I picked this recipe because it’s so simple anyone can make it, and it’s so sentimental, because it’s Roxi, Gregory, and Erin’s Mom’s and Gramps’ late wife’s recipe. I’m quite sure we would have gotten along famously, she was a beautiful person and it shows thru all the people who knew and loved her. Thank you Gam, for giving me your son, he is the love of my life, my soulmate…my one and only forevermore. Not to mention two sister’s and a father figure who I really needed, their kids and grandchild…whom I adore, and let’s not forget, last but definitely not least, Greg’s kids, Guy and Haley who I love so much. And for the rest of you, don’t forget to pay it forward! LIVE, LOVE, LAUGH, COOK!!!
© jgmaggini 2017