He wiped off the slick sweat on the back of his neck, knowing it was his time to shine. Centennial Olympic Park surrounded him. The Bank of America Plaza towered to the East. He rubbed the back of his blood stained feet, shook off the blister pain, shoved his polished trainers on his feet, picked up his stick, and started for the other side of the field. He was in the big leagues now.
Raspberries,” (69). So, he found food very simply just with a little
This November, while we were visiting my grandmother at Cape Cod, my dad and I made a delicious dinner in the style of Redwall. We looked at different recipes and decided on Lemon and Butter Trout, along with some October Ale to drink. We did not have access to trout so we bought fresh Cod. We began by cutting open the fish and sliding slices of butter inside the slot. Once the butter was inside the fish, we cut one of out two lemons in half, squeezed one half onto the fish for lemon juice, and laid the second half neatly on top of the fish in thin slices.
Jeremyyy, I really doubt we would do anything but mesh and compromise hardcore and amazingly. Sweet and Spicy, Ill take you Red Lobster or you can take me.. I don 't know what your favorite restaurant is. We really need some time alone. Ill mash the gas and you steer I doubt we would everrrr get tired of each otherrrr.
I know all of you are chomping at the bit to hear Travels with Wanda stories, so I will share the adventures. October 1, two couples, ¾ retired loaded up a fine Subaru and headed to the Galena, Illinois area to commence the journey, affectionately described as “The Boot.” We got a little thirsty and our knees needed a stretch, so we stopped at Panera in Springfield, Illinois for coffee. Unfortunately, for us, a busload of cheerleaders or a team of girls arrived about 1 minute prior to us and formed a line about 30 strong. That necessitated our moving along to the Starbucks, where they must have been mighty proud of their mini-bagels, judging from the stated price.
The family always had very little to nothing in the house to eat. One day Lori and Jeannette both mixed margarine with sugar and ate it. Lori described it as frosting but Jeannette thought that it didn’t taste like frosting but “was sort of crunchy” and “greasy and left a filmy coat.” But of course because she was hungry, she ate it all anyway. (Walls 68)
“C’mon it’s delicious!” “No, it’s nauseating.” I mumbled “You’ll never know if you don’t try.” “Fine. “
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It smelled so delicious that I had to get up and go down stairs to have some. My mom had left the Jell-O in the fridge. I opened the fridge to grab one and I always went for the one in the very back because it was extra cold, which was excellent for my liking. The Jell-O looked as good as it smelled. Due to the sight, and smell of food, the lateral hypothalamus was triggered and it increased my hunger, therefore my mouth started to water.
When the chef brought the dish to my table, the lobsters with the red cover were steaming as the small red ships were steaming to float in the ocean. The chef cut the lobsters into two parts, so I could see the white meat inside. The chef gave me a mix of salt, pepper, and lemon to eat with the lobsters. I can feel the sweet taste of lobster with the sour taste of lemon and spicy taste of pepper. Every taste was mixed together to create
‘Tomato’ is not actually tomato, it’s lemony.” Unsurprisingly, lexical-gustatory synesthetes are often the only synesthetes that complain about the condition according to InsideScience.org. As one can imagine, not all words or sounds can taste like
My Theme Song Songs can connect with how we feel and our experiences. Music has been a major part of my life ever since I was just a toddler. For me music has helped me express what I am feeling and who I am as a person. My therapy has been music, it has helped me through almost every problem I have faced. With listening to the song lyrics, we can get a true understanding of what the artist is trying to tell us.
"Ok then, have fun with that. " I retort. However, being the Guy Gardener, he doesn't pay attention enough to hear my words. "Friend of yours?" Guy answers back, still observing the atmosphere.
Backyard Oasis Time, time is relative, it is different to everyone, and everyone is different to it [1]. In my idea, night is the best time of day, the time where everything is most serene, so this is the time I ventured out into my backyard to sit, to relax. The sky is as dark as it can get, being my location, and the few stars I can see, are brighter than most anything around me . My favorite spot in my backyard is the weeping willow, there you can hear the wind rustling in the leaves and the small leaves constantly falling and hitting the little puddle of water that never seems to disappear . Going outside at night, I knew it’d be colder, though I did not have warm shoes with me, so I went out barefoot.
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