Doors and More!

Doors….

When we went in search of breakfast on our recent trip to Chattanooga, we thought we hit the jackpot at Puckett’s, a local bar and grill venue with a lot of history and a tasty breakfast. Conveninetly located within an easy walking distance of our hotel and just across from the Tennessee Aquarium, it seemed the perfect stop on our way to see what the Aquarium had to offer.

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The main doors were oddly unremarkable, although nice. The restaurant name is plainly visible on the huge awning that spans the length of the buiding but there was no sign on the door or near the door. The only indication we made it to the right place was a printed door mat as you step inside the front doors.

But look at that breakfast! Simple but yummy. And the biscuit tasted even better than it looks. I loved the mug so much we had to snag one for home. Of course we paid for it, silly. 🙄

I only wished we had more time to return for an evening  meal when there was live music, but maybe next visit. The inside is appealing, open and warm-a lot like Cheers!

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It wasn’t until I needed to visit the ladies’ room before we headed to the Aquarium that I found them! All in the ladies’ room. 🙊🙈

From the main door…

 

to the stall doors, which were so cool…

I was tickled to find such a treasure trove of doors.  Then in the hall was a cache of train memorabilia that was the icing on the cake.

 

This time train memorabilia, next time  real train experience!

This post is brought to you as part of our host Norm Frampton’s weekly doorscursion event, where participants post about doors they have seen, photographed, sketched…any doors. You can make a beeline over to his blog and get the schedule and itinerary for this event.

PS..tomorrow is Fridaaaay!!!

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Pardon Me Boy…

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Well, we never saw the Chattanooga Choo Choo. In fact we didn’t even get to the train “museum” on our recent visit to the lovely little city of Chattanooga, for online research revealed the museum was not your typical garden variety museum. No, it is only a participatory museum, meaning that if you aren’t prepared to pay for one of the scheduled train journeys, you will be missing the history lesson.

I will admit the various train adventures look fun, but I was disappointed there was no museum, historically, to speak of. But…I digress.

If you want to schedule a rolling tour or just a really fun day of seeing some of the beautiful countryside, see the schedules and details Here

We did, however, find a great hotel room with a terrific view of downtown Chattanooga with easy access to the venues there, including everything from the AT&T stadium to the Tennessee Aquarium and much more.

The first thing we did was to drop off our bags and go out for food. We weren’t disappointed choosing Big River Grille and Brewing Pub. The menu is quite extensive, which can be a caution signal in many cases; but in this instance both of us were very pleased with our choices. Hubby loved his Mango Habanero Chicken, and I finally found a pizza I could sink my teeth into. The craft beers were great and well worth the very reasonable prices. We would definitely recommend this restaurant and hope to return there on our next trip.

 

 

 

 

 

And then there was coffee and dessert. The ‘short walk’ turned out to be a bit farther than we thought, braced against a 30 degree temperature with intermittent drizzle; but Rembrandt’s was the most recommended coffee house in the area,  so we did our part as brave tourists and made the uphill climb to the Bluff Art District to check it out. Except for mediocre service, we loved the place. The coffee and Hubby’s eclair were really good. We were so ready for something hot once we finally made it. On the way up we stopped to walk onto the infamous walking bridge. It has a sad history causing many Chattanooga residents to avoid it altogether, but the view is beautiful.

 

 

Mocha cafe and a walnut brownie were my choices. Above top photo is hubby’s Chocolate Chocolate eclair.

We actually spent the rest of our evening curled up in the room, warm and cozy, enjoying the view and staying dry. My original hope was to get to Lookout Mountain/Ruby Falls or to Rock City on the way home.

Sadly, the sun on Monday arrived late, leaving things damp and cold still, so we settled on a visit to the Aquarium, just across the street from our hotel. First, though, we went in search of breakfast. That led us to a nice venue called Pucket’s, a bar and grill that, when not serving up dinner and music, makes a pretty decent breakfast and nice cup of coffee. We loved the coffee cup so much we had to buy one to bring home!  The restaurant has a train theme and great doors, so look out Thursday, here I come!

Meanwhile….

 

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It was defenitely tasty!

And I found a buddy outside the Mellow Mushroom on our walk.

 

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Okay, okay, the main event! The Tennessee Aquarium, though not as extensive as one might think, was well put together, with a friendly staff and all the habitats very beautiful and well kept. I particularly liked that the local freshwater wildlife was well represented. My favorites? Oh, besides the turtles, of course! The butterfly garden and the penguins are wonderful! So adorable. Here are a few shots from our visit.

 

 

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Why do I feel I’m just getting nowhere?

 

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Oh dear, maybe we should have spiffed up for guests..

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Hellooooo….wanna come in for a little swim?

I also wanted to visit the Hunter museum but it was just a bit late for the three building adventure. Maybe next time.  Meanwhile, we enjoyed the beautiful sculptures that are in front of the museum which is located high above the Tennessee River and houses works from key American artists. I’m already eager to go back! Thanks Chattanooga!

 

 

 

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This? Oh just a gratuitous crane (of sorts) for my friend Dan.  Happy Wednesday!

 

 

Art Matters/#SoCS

When I saw the SoCS JusJoJan prompt for today I was nearly giddy with excitement. Finally something easy. But, wait, what kind of art to post about.

You see, I am kind of an art ADHD, in that I am not committed to one thing. I am sort of an artsy Jane-of-All-Trades and perhaps Master-of-None. I love creating but am constantly moving from project to project. It isn’t that I get bored. I just feel maybe I should move on or that time is wasting. I haven’t figured out yet what this semi-neurosis stems from but will keep you posted should I work it out. Maybe it will come to me in a dream. Many of my dilemmas are worked out during dreams.

Meanwhile, what to choose…so difficult! Since I am currently working as feverishly as I can on my Dawn of the Dream novel I think I’ll post a snippet. And maybe a photo or two of projects. I hope you enjoy them.

No matter what, I hope you find your own artistic outlet. Don’t even try to say it to me. Everyone has an artistic vein. It just takes something special to pull it out of us sometimes. Just ask anyone who has done a Cork and Canvas class. 😉

Okay, from the journals of my mind wanderings which will hopefully cohese into a novel. Someday….

from Dawn of the Dream…

Inside the Sorceress’s hut, the Hunter and Ella were not thinking of sleep. It was awkward, so long since either had known passion; and Ella tentatively worked at conversation. “Eolas, do you think Saol is comfortable in the cave, without..” Eolas put his finger to her lips and pulled her close to him.

“There is no need to worry about Saol. She is well cared for. Now, there is only us and we have so little time.” The Hunter took a deep breath, as though inflating his courage. The smell of lavender wafted across the room like a breeze. In times past this would have given him pause for sorrow; but in that moment, he felt comforted. It was as though Eagna was reassuring him.

‘Live, my love. Show our daughter what love can be.’

Eolas wasn’t sure exactly what the journey would bring; but he knew in that moment, for the first time since his world crumbled, he felt an almost overwhelming desire to love again. Ella pulled his hand from her mouth and slid it down to her breast. “I know we have both been here before, but I feel so…” Eolas silenced her again, but this time with his lips. There were no more words as they recalled the fire and desire of physical union, making the most of the moments they had to share. Neither worried for the lost sleep or when the sun would rise-only that it rose on them lying together…..

To be continued..

A bit of sizzle for your Saturday. And hop over to the bar. Our buddy Dan is back on his feet and having a beer!

Here are a few more of my happy distractions…

Tap lightly on an image to see the caption. Happy #Free48 everyone! Be your creative, artistic self. Oh, and if you haven’t already, try to catch The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel on Netflix. It’s fantastic!

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First Lights

‘Twas the week before Christmas,

and time, it would seem,

to seek out a few of my favorite things.

 

The local town square is always so bright

with sparkling magical holiday lights!

 

But first…

A feast!

 

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I know it doesn’t look much like roast beast!

The Whos were having their office affair

Decked out in their jammies, with nary a care.

 

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Time to pay up and get out in the air!

 

The lights were all twinkling

We went straight to the Square!

 

 

 

Reflections I see

in the spheres on the tree-

such curious faces

staring back at me!

 

Wait! Is this a Prince I have found?

 

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Sitting alone

on the cold, hard ground-

but where is your crown? 

I kissed his cold cheek

all damp with the night.

He was not shy,

and did not give fight.

 

Still,  he sat there on

his rock and remained

a frog-content,

and without shame.

 

The lights! The lights I see..

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They light up the night and

my heart with glee.

 

Swans a swimming,

frogs a leaping-

all within my heart

for keeping.

 

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At this time of year

restraint disappears

and like a child

my soul is wild

with hopes and dreams

as love light gleams

across the world.

 

Oh, why can’t every day be like Christmas?

 

 

The night was dark

and nothing scary

though our ‘free’ dessert

was something hairy!

😱

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Shame on you kitchen friends. And it had such promise….

This post brought to you by Linda Hill and her #SoCS post prompt.

For adventure and some historic doors hop over to Dan’s place. That guy does some traveling!

 

 

Bits of Paradise/#1LinerWeds

The weather forecast for San Isidro el General de Perez Zeledon….

 

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Sunny. With a chance of hot. In the “Winter” of Costa Rica. Our cold months here are their most pleasant. Of course, in San Isidro most nights in the mountains are very cool to chilly.  But the days are hot, so it was best to be prepared when visiting…the ticas know how to stay cool.

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Find a nice spot (La Reyna), order some beers ( yes, that IS ice) and maybe some food….

Simole and delish. Then watch the world roll by from the balcony. Oh! And you musn’t forget the entertainment.

 

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I hope you all have a wonderful holiday. We spent at least one Thanksgiving in the land of Pura Vida. No, it is not easy to find a turkey there. But, frankly, it was the last thing on our minds…

Visit Linda Hill’s page for more great #1Liner Weds posts.

I Do Doors! #Thursday Doors

Yes, I see them every day. I appreciate, admire and even photograph them. I just don’t get around to organizing them properly for a worthy blog representation for Norm Frampton’s #Thursday Doors weekly event. You should visit his place for lots of great ‘doorscursion’ posts.

We can always count on Dan for a great selection of doors with a history lesson as well. If you’re a Pittsburgh fan, head on over to his place!

Meanwhile, in my little world…

For yummy tummy delight.

 

 

We found a new ‘old’ little sushi place near home.

And since we left Texas, there seems to be no finding great, authentic barbecue. There’s just no competing with true smoked brisket like they serve at County Line. But, we finally found a place that comes close AND they know how to make hush puppies! 👏🏻

Just go in these doors to Williamson Bros.

 

Yeah, that IS fried okra. 😋

 

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There are more churches than restaurants in Georgia, I swear. Many are so beautiful! I need to do an entire post for them
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Taken in Little Five Points. Sorry about the photobombers and in a moving vehicle. I want to go back!
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Loved this architecture
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Visited a new antique store.
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Where you can find little treasures like this. Furniture a bit pricey.

And saving the best for last!

Our friends at Tiny Doors Atlanta have a brand new door at an iconic venue in Atlanta. I tell you, this gal is on fire with her projects. The crew at Tiny Doors does an amazing job and we love them.  I can’t wait to stop by and see it in person.  Ironically, we actually drove by the Fox just a week ago! Congrats TD!

 

Happy Thursday folks! Wishing you a smooth slide into home plate and the #Free48! Hugs!

‘Unhealthy’ Happy Memories/# vintage food

 

That’s me and my Daddy. I remember that kitchen though we moved quite a few times. I still get nostalgic when I see linoleum. 😉

But such sweet memories. It all started with a conversation about a food addiction I had in high school. One day my parents went off to church, leaving me home not feeling well. I was old enough to open a can and heat something on the stove but didn’t care for many soups. Then along came this sweet old Italian man with a brilliant dream and a master advertising agent.

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Perhaps it was that magical moment in time of being left alone, with a whole can of this cheesy pasta delight with no one to fight me for it. With a handful of Saltine Crackers on the side, I was in heaven-and hooked for an entire school year!

I have lots of these food memories, mostly times inspired by, and shared with, my Daddy. So I figured after I talked about it to hubby the other day that he would run into my old Italian chef at the grocery store and bring him  home for dinner. 😏

I think I’ll wait for a night when I’m really feeling the need for comfort. Then I may just eat the whole can. 🙊

And, speaking of food memories with my Dad, here are a few more. None of them is healthy but all of them are sweet. Thanks Daddy!

 

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Oh my! Beef pot pie. Banquet was best because it had bottom crust too!

 

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Best thing about Saturday mornings at least once a month! I could eat half a can at a time. Oh my..

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Can’t find an image of the original Oscar Mayer garlic bologna roll. My Dad and I sat and he sliced it so we could eat with crackers and mustard. Yum.

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I have no words and couldn’t bring myself to share an actual image of the product. As my hubby would say, “Just another version of lips and ears…”

(We ate it on bread over mayonnaise-open faced style!)

And there were a few things eaten in my house that I can barely talk about and certaintly did not partake of

Can you say “hog head cheese” or “Sardines”? Salted buttermilk?! 😱

Wait! I have to go brush my teeth now. Happy, healthy eating folks!

Thank goodness for Chef Boyardee! And my Daddy. 💕