“We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.”   -E.B. White

Friday, March 27, 2009

Back for more, y'all.

  Howdy peeps.  My lack of bloggin in the past 6 months leaves me a tad bit regretful...but it's back, and for good reason.
  In a very small nutshell, the past 6 months have been fantastic...transitional, but fan-freaking-tastic.  Mainly due to the great people who have entered my life in this time.  Kari, Inga, Alex, Jimmy, Bec, Staci, Romy, Nancy, Christine, Bob, Coral, Tarryn, Cuppy, Max, David, Mikey, etc. How can a gal be so lucky?  For reals.
  Here's what i've been up to....Finished the Med season in Spain, spent a few days in Barcie (Barthhhelona), landscaped a friend's yard (well, trimmed the hedge with sheers), learned to paddle board in the Outer Banks, drove cross-country (well, Jesse drove, ha), spent Thanksgiving in Seattle with fam, did a freelance trip in Bahamas for 45 days, lived in a crew house with my 2 best girlies, drank too much Strongbow at Waxy's, took a roadtrip to the FL Keys with my favorite kiwi, had an epic cheese, wine and guitar strummin party, took a surf trip to the land of Pura Vida, hung with friends in Charleston, surfed in some cold ars water, more great times in FL, awesome trip to Seattle, worked a dinner party on a boat in FL, coffee time with my Kar-Bear, picture sharing with my best mate Ben,  came back home to yogify and hang with mum and dad.....and here I am, sitting at the island, getting mentally prepared for leaving on Monday, and seeing (and working with) one of my favorite people on earth!     
     Kay, now that i'm caught up, it's time for s'more present-time thoughts....coming soon they will.  Lots o love and thanks for reading this craziness.  

Friday, August 8, 2008

Amalfi Coast, By Sea.






With guests aboard now, we have left Naples, and the trip begun with a few days, cruising and anchoring throughout the Amalfi Coast.  Anchoring in front of Positano, we were graced with glassy calm waters, and a morning sunrise to die for, hence the second photo.  The first photo is a massive cave along the Amalfi coast, quite incredible to see!  And the beach is a Positano "Spiaggia" which is only accessible by boat.  The trip continues and the views remain epic.  Bella, Bella!

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Amalfi Coast, by land.



Our last crew day off was spent driving the Amalfi Coast.  Traveling among the narrow and winding roads bordering the coast, was incredible in every way.  After a lunchtime stop overlooking the Mediterranean and eating a genuine Caprese salad, we found a local beach wedged between two huge cliffs.  Pictures don't do it justice, but these were some of my pictoral attempts.    

Wining and Dining





About an hour outside of Naples, is the Mustilli Family Winery.  Situated inside of an ancient Medieval town, this little jewel of a winery, is run by Mr. Mustilli himself, an expert of the grape, who is carrying on his family's age-long tradition.  Our second day off was spent with this incredible man, walking through the underground wine cellar and tasting the fruits of his labour (the best part).  Just making wine, spending time with his family and living the simple life, beautiful.  The good wine was followed by great food at a local eatery, dining al fresco, ahhh yes.  The rest of the day was spent driving around the Campania countryside, a place laden with grape vines, ancient towns and truly down to earth Italian folk.  Love those Italians, I tell ya....proud of my Joely and his roots :-) 










Pompeii and Mt. Vesuvius


Mt. Vesuvius: the nemesis of Pompeii.  When this mountain blew its top in the year 79 A.D., the thriving and mischievious town of Pompeii was buried, only to be discovered hundreds of years later.  It was only fit that our first day off was spent walking around the uncovered town of Pompeii, and then followed by a hike up to the top of Mt. Vesuvius: which was my first experience hiking an active volcano.  The fear of liquid hot magma exploding from the crater at any time, was in the back of my mind...but I think that drinking an Italian beer at such an altitude, and looking out onto the Coast of Napoli and its surrounding islands, eased the worry.  Pompeii is truly a masterpiece of art and history.  Makes me wish I would have payed a bit more attention in my European history class, but then again, I will never be a "read every plaque" kind of gal.  What we did appreciate was just walking around the town, imagining what it would have been like, way back in the day.  

Capri and me...


The Isle of Capri....swimming pools, movie stars, and deserted beaches.  The beach I found was just a jump over the marina wall, and there it was...aquamarine water lapping onto the shores of an untouched smooth stone and sea glass covered beach, situated next to a jutting cliff and a world away from Prada.  The water was pure, clear and cool, and especially fantastic on a steamy Mediterranean day.  And for a gal who spends most of her time in a oven-heated galley, looking down upon sautee pans, the beauty of a refreshing dip is never taken for granted.  Saltwater therapy, Capri-style.  

Monday, July 21, 2008

The island life on Ischia...



This little volcanic island situated at the Northern end of the Gulf of Naples, was our home port for one night.  Home to some of the finest spas and thermal baths in the world, and i'm not speaking from experience, unfortunately.  But we were able to go for a little late night stroll around the waterfront downtown area, which was fairly fabuloso.  Cobblestone streets, lined with cafes and shops, and unfortunately, many a tourist.  But the beauty I saw was in the local people...older Italian folk, who could be seen sitting on benches or outside tables with their croanies, in a totally relaxed and fulfilled manner, not being phased by the craziness that abounded.  Another great scene was this local artist in the midst of his work, being watched by his cute little son.  Just enjoying their company, and being happy with what they had.  The place had a fairy tale feel to it, as tourists whizzed by on horse driven carriages, and went for rides around the fountain in the center of town.  Brief stay in this fantasy land, but priceless, nonetheless.  Take us to Capri, Captain!    

Where has this southern gal been in the past year?

  • Bra, Italy
  • Milan, Italy
  • Venice, Italy
  • Cinque Terra, Italy
  • Paris, France
  • Sardinia
  • Ajaccio, Corsica
  • Calvi, Corsica
  • Portovenere, Italy
  • Portofino, Italy
  • Villefranche, France
  • Cap D'ai, France
  • Nice, France
  • St. Tropez, France
  • Cannes, France
  • Monaco, France
  • San Remo, Italy
  • Hilton Head Island, SC
  • Ft. Liquordale, FL
  • Seattle, WA
  • Nosara, Costa Rica
  • Charleston, SC
  • Waxy O'Connors, FL
  • Florida Keys, FL
  • Highbourne Cay, Bahamas
  • Harbor Island, Bahamas
  • Nassau, Bahamas
  • Ft. Lauderdale, FL
  • Big Lake, Washington :-)
  • Mt. Vernon, Washington
  • Seattle, Washington
  • Portland, Oregon
  • Hilton Head Island, South Carolina
  • Wilmington, North Carolina
  • Outer Banks, North Carolina
  • Stuart, Florida
  • Palma de Mallorca, Spain
  • Barcelona, Spain
  • Rome, Italy
  • Sorrento, Italy
  • Sollerno, Italy
  • Agropoli, Italy
  • Positano, Italy
  • Amalfi Coast, Italy
  • Ischia, Italy
  • Isle of Capri, Italy

MY MENU MANTRA

I cannot overemphasize the importance of approaching each new menu or each new dish with a fresh attitude. Never look back, burdening yourself with the memory of the dinner that didn't quite work.  Nor should you endlessly repeat the comfortable dish that you have mastered: that promotes a stagnant attitude.  Move away from that safe old chocolate mousse recipe to new ideas, new cookbooks, and new restaurants for inspiration, motivation and incentive.  Learn to discriminate and choose the best of everything.  More than any other quality in other cooks, the one I most value is the ability to see precisely what is needed in a particular dish, dinner, or event.  This discrimination and attention to detail distinguish those dedicated and perceptive cooks I most admire.  -Alice Waters.