Damn me if I didn’t have to check at least 3 on google, just in case they were real! Ikea is Ikea everywhere in the galaxy is it not?
1600h Local Time England, tiffin (assam tea, small drop of milk, highland shortcake biscuit, heaven…)
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elizabeth3hersh(02:01:26) :
…and not just any salt. These people are clearly gourmands and as such, know their away around artisan salt. On top of the crisp linen tablecloth at their favorite seaside bistro sits a crystal salt cellar filled with Fleur de Sel (or ‘finishing’ salt). They are marveling at how Fleur de Sel is painstakingly hand-harvested by roving French paludiers using special wood implements from the Guérande region of France. They continue to discuss the nuances of salt while lambasting Tony Hayward and Obama for their respective yachting/golfing outings. “Passer le sel!”
Last week it was Plein Sud and this week its Fleur de Sel and French paludiers using special wood implements from the Guérande region of France. You are, without a doubt, the most interesting person I’ve met on the Interweb.
In the presence of such learned, erudite individuals (yes, I repeat myself but felt compelled to use a big word) I can only say – her head is cut off?!
Mango fucking chutney, indeed. It reeks of Flay, the hack who would be chef, but only got so far as buying an apron that said something clever on it.
My apologies to everyone for dragging Bobby Flay, All-American boyman into this, but something needed to be done after all the salt and French terms being tossed around like so many things I don’t know the definition of.
My apologies to Bobby Flay fans. Or condolences.
This is not meant to detract from your photo at all, FJ. Just an early morning half-rant.
Seeing as my discerning palate is partial to McDonald’s Value Meals, I have no idea what any of these dishes are (although the mango fucking chutney does sound vaguely familiar). But that wouldn’t have stopped me from moving my chair closer to their table, just so I could listen in on the awkward convo that ensues after she passes the salt.
Do you mean awkward as in what will she say when she gets the salt but doesn’t know what to do with it cuz she doesn’t have a head? Cuz if you do I’m shuffling in right next to you to get in on that action, esp considering how interesting its going to get when she realises she has to have that convo without her head….
He has a real Steve Buscemi look about him. She . . . the hair is all crazy from what I can see. Just got out of bed and back again, then fell out kind of thing. If her blonde hair went on his head, you got a McQueen in “Bullitt” look: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hy4RPGx2b9Q at 2:56 into the car chase, when he looks all concerned. Okay; my brain is just fried. This morning I accidentally found some long lost and forgotten pictures of my 1968 440 Charger, when it was bright yellow before the paint job to gloss black, to match the one in “Bullitt”. So now anything even remotely resembling anything in “Bullitt” gets my attention. Like that guy’s concerned McQueen look. They’re drinking water, huh? She needs to put some definition into those limbs, or she be sportin’ Bingo Arms, as B would say. Great picture, FJ. Deserved a marathon comment!
I just learned a whole new vocabulary reading the comments on this post! My vocabulary consists of, DUDE! Fun stuff. Dan, I love “Bullitt” and the car chase is still the best, ever! My brush with Steve McQueen: I was in 4th grade in Los Angeles and he stopped at a crosswalk in his Porsche and let me cross. I was in awe.
I’m not worthy! Thanks, timm. He was the ultimate in “cool”, especially in that movie. Bullitt rules. I would’ve thrown myself on his hood and begged for some of that cool mojo.
Hiding her face was a brilliant composition decision. Generally, we always get the face of a woman, but you’ve left her identity to our imagination. No expression, no preconceived notions. She may have her face all scrunched up, struggling to “pass” the salt, for all we know. The artistry of having an out-of-focus umbrella separating and making these people anonymous is subtle but grounded in deeper meaning. One of your best composed images.
Man, I’m not good with ‘the words’ even when it’s not this late and I’m actually awake, so let me just get to the point … picture good. Picture very good!
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We share a hairstyle, but his hand veins are far worse than mine!
You must have good veins then Dave.
Yep, the phlebotomist never moans when I’m up for blood tests to be done!
Haha, can you really spell phlebotomist without looking??
I have to look at the keys, but yes… also diarrhoea, mesenteric lymphadenitis… I could go on…
…necrotizing fasciitis, Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease, triturus marmoratus (heheh)…
cheat! that’s a creature, not a condition, I just googled it…
hehehe…
You forgot priapism and Huntington’s chorea.
enough, I give in, there’s a world out there waiting to be saved…
I’m currently visualizing a Huntingtons’s chorea patient with priapism…watch out!!
” diarrhoea” Well in the US…you just spelled that one wrong.
You stole my line Bear!!
The extra ‘o’ is the shape of your sphincter after you are done with all the diarrhea Bearman. Thought you knew that…
My version is THE NHS version;
http://www.nhs.uk/conditions/diarrhoea/Pages/Introduction.aspx
(Bloody yankies again!)
More British spellings for your amusement:
amenorrhoea
apnoea
bougainvilloea
chickpoea
cornoea
dysmenorrhoea
echinacoea
gonorrhoea
nausoea
pyorrhoea
trachoea
I’m off for a cup of toea. Cheers!
Dave — does Ikea spell it Ikoea in the UK?
Damn me if I didn’t have to check at least 3 on google, just in case they were real! Ikea is Ikea everywhere in the galaxy is it not?
1600h Local Time England, tiffin (assam tea, small drop of milk, highland shortcake biscuit, heaven…)
…and not just any salt. These people are clearly gourmands and as such, know their away around artisan salt. On top of the crisp linen tablecloth at their favorite seaside bistro sits a crystal salt cellar filled with Fleur de Sel (or ‘finishing’ salt). They are marveling at how Fleur de Sel is painstakingly hand-harvested by roving French paludiers using special wood implements from the Guérande region of France. They continue to discuss the nuances of salt while lambasting Tony Hayward and Obama for their respective yachting/golfing outings. “Passer le sel!”
You clearly know your way around a bistro Elizabeth.
From sommelier to selmelier (that’s what happens when you get sober).
Last week it was Plein Sud and this week its Fleur de Sel and French paludiers using special wood implements from the Guérande region of France. You are, without a doubt, the most interesting person I’ve met on the Interweb.
In the presence of such learned, erudite individuals (yes, I repeat myself but felt compelled to use a big word) I can only say – her head is cut off?!
OMG, you’re right!
This is wonderfully voyeuristic. The tags alone had me lmho!
Thanks Kirsty, I am a people watcher.
Mango fucking chutney, indeed. It reeks of Flay, the hack who would be chef, but only got so far as buying an apron that said something clever on it.
My apologies to everyone for dragging Bobby Flay, All-American boyman into this, but something needed to be done after all the salt and French terms being tossed around like so many things I don’t know the definition of.
My apologies to Bobby Flay fans. Or condolences.
This is not meant to detract from your photo at all, FJ. Just an early morning half-rant.
Ah yes, the Cussler of food makes an appearance. I am impressed that you have the energy for an early morning half-rant. Thanks bro.
I’m proud to say I have no idea who you are talking about
you ain’t the only one ma’am; CLT in full flow defeats me everytime!
Thanks – now I need to go and find a chilled glass of wine
There you go!!
“I’m positive Helen……It IS your Husband!”
You had to go with the worst case scenario.
he always knew if her head wasn’t screwed on tightly enough, it WOULD fall off one day.
Seeing as my discerning palate is partial to McDonald’s Value Meals, I have no idea what any of these dishes are (although the mango fucking chutney does sound vaguely familiar). But that wouldn’t have stopped me from moving my chair closer to their table, just so I could listen in on the awkward convo that ensues after she passes the salt.
It’s what I do.
Do you mean awkward as in what will she say when she gets the salt but doesn’t know what to do with it cuz she doesn’t have a head? Cuz if you do I’m shuffling in right next to you to get in on that action, esp considering how interesting its going to get when she realises she has to have that convo without her head….
He has a real Steve Buscemi look about him. She . . . the hair is all crazy from what I can see. Just got out of bed and back again, then fell out kind of thing. If her blonde hair went on his head, you got a McQueen in “Bullitt” look: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hy4RPGx2b9Q at 2:56 into the car chase, when he looks all concerned. Okay; my brain is just fried. This morning I accidentally found some long lost and forgotten pictures of my 1968 440 Charger, when it was bright yellow before the paint job to gloss black, to match the one in “Bullitt”. So now anything even remotely resembling anything in “Bullitt” gets my attention. Like that guy’s concerned McQueen look. They’re drinking water, huh? She needs to put some definition into those limbs, or she be sportin’ Bingo Arms, as B would say. Great picture, FJ. Deserved a marathon comment!
Marathon indeed. Actually she was in pretty good shape.
Thanks amigo.
I just learned a whole new vocabulary reading the comments on this post! My vocabulary consists of, DUDE! Fun stuff. Dan, I love “Bullitt” and the car chase is still the best, ever! My brush with Steve McQueen: I was in 4th grade in Los Angeles and he stopped at a crosswalk in his Porsche and let me cross. I was in awe.
Ha..I watched ‘Bullitt’ the other night.
I’m not worthy! Thanks, timm. He was the ultimate in “cool”, especially in that movie. Bullitt rules. I would’ve thrown myself on his hood and begged for some of that cool mojo.
He does have a very ‘I think I may have to drop a deuce….no…ok, yea I’ll be back” look on his face.
And I could really go for a mango fucking chutney right about now.
Hiding her face was a brilliant composition decision. Generally, we always get the face of a woman, but you’ve left her identity to our imagination. No expression, no preconceived notions. She may have her face all scrunched up, struggling to “pass” the salt, for all we know. The artistry of having an out-of-focus umbrella separating and making these people anonymous is subtle but grounded in deeper meaning. One of your best composed images.
Gee, thanks for the kind words Tom. I thought the umbrella was an element I wanted in the shot and it came out better than I thought it would.
She is clearly in control, he is totally lost. Gossip aside, this is an interesting composition.
Man, I’m not good with ‘the words’ even when it’s not this late and I’m actually awake, so let me just get to the point … picture good. Picture very good!