Mushroom Monday Round Two! these guys are also going to turn into stickers sometime.

Chicken of the Woods | Inky Cap | Ruby Porcini | Winecap

update: stickers added!

I present to you: a snippet from one of my upcoming Good Omens Advent Calendar prompts.

The Prompt is: "A Christmas Carol".

No prizes for spotting the slightly blatant inspiration for this one.

Hope you like it!

The first thing Aziraphale notices, is that he can’t focus on the book held precariously in his lap. The title, aged leather and elegant print that should be so familiar to him, are incomprehensible and seemingly little more than a placeholder to keep him situated somewhere familiar until his next spectral guide arrives. The second thing he notices, is when a familiar form appears in his peripheral and perches himself on the arm of Aziraphale’s armchair in a scent cloud of sandalwood and amber top tones over a base of musk and patchouli. “Do you have any porcini mushrooms?” Crowley asks without any prior word of greeting.

“Any what my dear?” Aziraphale blinks and looks up confused. “Porcini mushrooms Angel,” Crowley repeats, smiling down at him as he makes a slight swirling gesture with his fingers. “I know you prefer the button variety but they just won’t do.” “Yes, I thought that’s what you asked,” Aziraphale frowns, before taking another moment to properly look at his partner. The demon’s attire is new, but not exactly out of character for his particular aesthetic, and in any other scenario, Aziraphale would have been more than willing to wax lyrical about how well the cut of the red-trimmed military jacket suited his slim frame. His hair is back to the length it had been prior to the Anti-Christ’s arrival, but rather than a beautiful waterfall of gentle ruby waves, the strands are sticking out at all angles, as if the poor dear had been rather unceremoniously dragged through a hedge backwards. But the main thing that Aziraphale finds himself focusing on, is the rather prominent stubble beard Crowley is now sporting across the sharp lines of his jaw and spreading ever so slightly down the gentle curve of his neck. The one and only time Crowley had attempted to keep a stubble beard had been in the late 1980’s when it had replaced the handlebar moustache as the height of fashion. The demon had managed three days of whining and constantly scratching at his face like an angry, flee-ridden yet oddly adorable puppy dog before he’d given up and gotten rid of it, declaring it was either full facial hair or a clean shave from then on. “So, Porcini mushrooms?” Crowley asks again as he stands up, twirling on the spot to grin down at the blond before disappearing off towards their kitchen in a way that Aziraphale could describe as nothing less than a flounce. “Crowley, my dear, why do you need Porcini mushrooms?” Crowley’s fingers appear first, curling round the doorframe before his body swings into view like he was Gene Kelly singing in the rain, an almost dopey grin still scrunching up his cheeks. “I’m making you a risotto Angel! We can’t go travelling on an empty stomach. I’ve got a lot to fix after everything the Gabriel of your past showed you.” “So you’re my---?” “Vision of Christmas present yes!” Crowley states eagerly, before swinging back the way he came and disappearing out of sight once more. “Come along Angel! I don’t have all night!”

Marchesi di Barolo 2013 Barbaresco Tradizione

Medium ruby with brickish hue. Autumnal and earthy. Features darker nebbiolo tones of black cherry, dried rose, underbrush and balsamic notes, with iodine, wet leather and duck manure nuance. The latter thankfully just fleetingly. Sombre tone continues on the dense, brooding palate which remains largely astringent throughout, then closes with drying espresso finish. Hard to look past green tannins and oak.

Barbaresco, Piemonte, Italy; 100% nebbiolo; 13.5% abv.

Stockists  n/a

Distributor  Luen Heng

Critic Reviews

Alluring scents of crushed aromatic herb, dark spice and a whiff of wild rose lead the nose. It's firmly structured and linear, offering sour cherry, blood orange, sage, star anise and a hint of espresso alongside firm, rather drying tannins and vibrant acidity. Drink 2021–2028. Kerin O'Keefe (Wine Enthusiast, 12/2017) 91

Strawberry, chopped herb, oak, camphor and grilled Porcini mushroom aromas lead the way. The tight palate shows dried black cherry, sour cranberry, leather, espresso and clove set against a backbone of unripe tannins that leave an astringent finish. Kerin O'Keefe (Wine Enthusiast, 10/2016) 87

I was initially surprised by the straightforward style and simplicity of the 2013 Barbaresco by the historic Marchesi di Barolo estate. The bouquet offers a broad and immediate set of aromas that span from dark cherry to spice to black licorice. The wine reveals some promising complexity as it warms in the glass. Smoke dried fruit and cola make for pretty aromatic highlights. Monica Larner (Wine Advocate, 09/2016) 90

Tasting notes from Montpellier

Montpellier - the city, the Mediterranean, the countryside, the food, the wine…

Where do I begin?! I’ll start with the food (and drink).

Papa Doble

On my first night in the beautiful city of Montpellier I ended up in a cocktail bar called ‘Papa Doble’. Christophe Martinez, an amiable chap, bass guitarist and head bartender, made a cocktail according to my preferences. I told him I like whisky, bourbon, warmth, smoky flavours, so he got to work.

Christophe chose Mezcal (Koch El Mezcal Maguey Espadin – 46.75% produced in the town of San Baltazar Guelavila, Oaxaca, Mexico) for my cocktail, a spirit made from four types of agave. This particular mezcal is clear (like silver tequila) unlike the golden mezcal, and this one has a very light smoky, sweet vanilla and lightly roasted aroma with a smooth, medium bodied finish, complex to the palate with a light smokiness and tones of herbs and spices. Given the complexity of the mezcal, a few subtle additions to Christophe’s cocktail was all that was required.

It was a drink to savour although I could easily have drunk many that night in the bohemian atmosphere of the place. According to Christophe, smoky cocktails are popular with the women in France! Upon asking him what his creation is called he asked for my name, “Paul” I said, “so that’s what it’s called!” he replied. Of course, I had to recreate it. Here’s Christophe’s recipe:

1.5oz Koch El Maguey Espadin Mezcal

a drop of cocoa bitters

a bar spoon of homemade cinnamon syrup

Method:

Simply stir all the ingredients together then serve on the rocks in a tumbler with a twist of orange peel.

Excellent judgement of my tastes on Christophe's part. I’ve since made this cocktail using exactly the same ingredients. Bliss. Cheers Christophe!

Contrat

Situated in one of Montpellier’s alleyways is ‘Contrat’ - a small restaurant with great ambience in a cosy cellar-like environment. Head chef, 24-year old Romain Murat, had worked at Contrat for exactly one year to the day when I visited. It was a Monday night and he served 31 covers from the tiniest of kitchens! Romain takes great care in the sourcing of ingredients buying direct from local farmers in the region. Each course came with a superbly matched wine chosen by the manager, Lionel Seux.

I had a butternut squash velouté for starters, gently spiced with cumin and turmeric served with a beautifully light veal sausage from Rieupeyroux in Aveyron and Laguiole, a cow’s milk cheese from the plateau of Aubrac also in Aveyron on toasted crostini, served with a very pleasurable dry white – Mas d’Agalis - Le Grand Carré 2016 from Languedoc-Roussilon.

Shoulder of lamb fillet for the main, again from Aveyron, the flavour of which was distinctly different to British lamb, this lamb was grassy and herbaceous, full of flavour like organic lamb is. The lamb was served with sweetbreads, roast parsnip and parsnip purée alongside another great local wine, a red, La Petite Parcelle 2016, that complimented and accentuated the earthy flavour of the lamb - a beautiful dish.

For dessert, I had Romain’s ‘In the spirit of tarte aux pommes’, a kind of deconstructed apple tart with Chantilly cream and fennel confit. The aniseed from the fennel was a surprising but contrasting addition that worked really well with the apple and Chantilly cream balancing the acidity. Delicious. Imaginative, consistent and skilfully put together plates of food, I’m sure that Romain will go on to great things. Very reasonably priced too at just 33 Euros for three courses and an ever-changing menu. Small restaurant. Great things.

Terminal#1

A ‘gourmet bistro’ at the Marché du Lez in Montpellier. The interior they describe as ‘neo-industrial’ with its polished concrete, cement and metal beams and homely adornments. The restaurant is run by the Pourcel brothers, twins, Jacques and Laurent. I met Laurent in the kitchen after my meal, a humble man but I could sense his years of experience. There was no menu, all the courses for the evening had been set for all diners so everybody ate the same.

First up, canapés of bite size olive and parmesan crostini, mini tacos with a tomato tapenade, mini olive and goat’s cheese soufflés and a delightful chestnut velouté in a shot glass. The starter was smoked salmon with raw scallop with bitter segments of ruby grapefruit, thin slices of cooked fennel adorned with a soft salmon mousse and a thin black pepper cracker. A plate of great contrasts. Veal for the main course, three ways – a mini veal burger, fillet of veal and a veal beignet with a rich gravy on the plate. It tasted a bit like a Sunday dinner, but much lighter and no post-dinner nap required! The dessert was an eye catcher, as to be expected, a sort of pear mille-feuille with lemon ice cream and decorated with an elegant tuile. All in all, delicious food, a trendy place with a great vibe. I’d eat there again if I lived in Montpellier. I love how the menu is different each time leading to the unexpected.

Domaine Tarbouriech

A family run spa. A truly beautiful place - paradise in itself! So much love, thought and care has been put into the interior and exterior design here mixing stone, woods and concrete in a beautiful setting in the French countryside. The place is managed by a young couple, Julie and Flavien Malves, who prefer the Domaine Tarbouriech not the be seen as a hotel but more as a family home. It certainly felt very welcoming, a place of rejuvenation, I took advantage of a relaxing massage and the sauna at the spa prior to my evening meal in the restaurant.

Nicolas Leseurre who worked at L’Atelier de Joël Robuchon Saint-Germain for four years is the head chef. His appetiser came by way of a ‘fake’ oyster or ‘vegetarian oyster’. It was imaginatively conceived - diced kiwi with seaweed and a thin slice of aubergine served in a Tarbouriech oyster shell - refreshing and palate cleansing before the starter. Porcini soup with a perfectly cooked poached egg garnished with crispy salsify. Beautifully presented, it was high in umami, a typical Yorkshireman I mopped up my bowl with crusty bread!

Rump of veal for the main course with a rich beefy jus and stuffed cabbage (chou farci) with a delightfully light creamy ham filling. A good contrast between the rich sauce with the veal. The dessert was petite, far from a Yorkshire portion! But beautiful nonetheless – a palette cleansing anise granita with caramelised hazelnuts with custard and a light pastry base. Elegant food cooked by an experienced chef in a truly beautiful setting. I didn’t want to leave!

Montpellier... The question is - when do I return?

NCIS: Los Angeles Season Eight Rewatch:  "From Havana With Love" The basics:  The estranged soon-to-be ex-husband of a defense contractor accuses her of espionage.  Kensi puts on her dancing shoes working undercover in a Cuban nightclub. Written by:  Joe Sachs wrote “Higher Power”, “The Dragon and the Fairy”, “Drive”, “Purity”, “The Livelong Day”, “Fish Out of Water”, “The Black Wind”, “Blaze of Glory”, “Core Values”, “Seoul Man” and “Parallel Resistors”.

Directed by:  Dennis Smith who directed “Fame”, “Standoff”, “Rocket Man”, “Cyberthreat”, “Exit Strategy”, “Patriot Acts”, “Out of the Past” part one, “The Livelong Day”, Between the Lines”, “Deep Trouble” part two, “Black Budget”, “Black Wind”, “Blame it On Rio”, “Defectors”, “Matryoshka” part one, “Granger, O”, “Queens Gambit” and “Hot Water”.

Guest stars of note: Lou Ferrigno Jr. as Victor Larmont and Shanna Collins as Rebecca Larmont were the only ones officially credited in the episode's press materials but add George Akram as Perez Bianco, Ivo Lopez as Alonzo Cruz and Matthew Grant Godbey returns from “Hot Water” as Det. Dan Evans. Our heroes:   Dance the night away. What important things did we learn about: Callen: Thinks he and Sam missed the big show at the night club. Sam: Watches nature shows with Kamren. Kensi:  All she wants to do is dance, dance. Deeks: He won't dance, don't ask him. Eric:  Meerkat. Nell:  Team Kensi on the word count war. Granger:  Absent. Hetty: Very excited about all this old-school spy business.   What not so important things did we learn about:

Callen:  Says 500-words a day, according to Sam. Sam:   Believes Deeks says over a million words a day. Kensi:  Having a word counting app put on her phone by Deeks. Deeks: Bribed Eric and Nell with Dave & Buster's gift cards. Eric:  Thinks Victor's journal is best read when one needs a good cry. Nell: Likes Victor's wild porcini ragout recipe.   Granger: Absent. Hetty:   Likely a licensed radio operator.     Who's down with OTP:  Deeks learns how to dance for Kensi. Who's down with BrOTP:  Sam knows about accidentally declared extinct animals and Callen thinks Sam needs a life.  Not a lot of banter in this episode. Any Hanna family mentions:  Sam watches nature shows with Kamren.

Fashion review:   Dark blue button down shirt for Callen with medium blue jacket.  Black henley for Sam with black leather jacket. Kensi starts the episode in a black and white stripped tee with all-black sleeves.  For her audition, she is wearing a denim shirt tied in the front with a short black skirt.  Later, Kensi is rehearsing in a black mid-length dancing skirt and a black backless dancing top.  For her final performance, Kensi is in a red fringe dress that Deeks wants her to keep.  Deeks starts the day in a slate-blue/grey short sleeve tee and black leather jacket.  White dress shirt, black bow-tie, black and gold vest for his work at the club.  Blue and white checked button-down shirt for Eric over a medium blue tee.  Nell is wearing her high collar purple/white/blue floral dress.  Hetty's ruby red suit returns.  One of her best. Music:  Lots.  "La Murga" by Willie Colon and Hector Lavoe is playing when Callen and Sam question Victor and later when Kensi auditions.  "La Vida Es Un Carnaval" by the great Celia Cruz is played twice – it is the song Kensi and Perez rehearse to and the one used in the final dance/fight.  "Serrana" by Jesus Alejandro El Nino featuring Ariel Betancourt is playing when Kensi and Deeks dance. Any notable cut scene:  None but this episode had its own little feature in the DVD set.  Episode writer Joe Sachs wanted an episode where Kensi dances.  Daniela Ruah famously won the Portuguese Dancing with the Stars.  The producers understand this isn't exactly what NCIS agents do as part of their jobs but this is what TV shows do to entertain the viewer.

The important job was finding a male dancer who could act – George Akram has a Broadway background.  He and Daniela Ruah got along really well – lots of chemistry.  This episode had a lot of rehearsal time just for the dancing.  There was a choreographer, Louie Novoa, who worked with the levels of what each of the dancers could do.

The final dance scene was nicknamed the "dance of death" by the director Dennis Smith.  Fighting and dancing was "great" according to Daniela Ruah.  Novoa worked with the stunt/fight coordinator Troy Brown.  The dance was most of the work- the fight was "the last few beats."  

Deeks's dancing skills have been a running joke of the episode and the series (Hetty teaching Deeks how to waltz) but when he sees her dancing, he'd like to be the one dancing with her.  Eric Christian Olsen says Daniela Ruah was has a background in dance, his origin of dance is Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch.  He admits he terrible.  Novoa loved worked with him because he is athletic so they could teach the dancing as if they were stunts.  Olsen said the dancing rehearsals were hours long for the real dancers.  He was brought in for an hour, shown what he had to do and did it.   Quote: Deeks:  "What about Victor's hard drive?" Eric:  "Well, there are three folders inside." Nell:  "Recipes-- hundreds.  Sidebar: the wild porcini ragout looks pretty amazing." Eric:  "Next, canine profiles and invoices." Nell:  "Yes, he works as a part-time dog walker." Deeks:  "I could almost like this guy." Nell:  "I know.  And lastly, his journal." Deeks:  "And what's in there?" Nell:  "Just pain.  Heartache." Eric:  "Don't read it unless you need a good cry."

Anything else:  At a Cuban nightclub in Los Angeles called The Oriana, a businessman from Toledo is impressed with his drink.  Victor, the bartender, is about to light the man's drink on fire as part of the service. A shot is fired as Victor bends down, killing the businessman.   

Deeks is downloading an app on Kensi's phone in the office.  Callen and Sam walk in with coffee.  Kensi is miffed that Callen didn't ask if she wanted any.  Callen sent a text but Deeks was working on Kensi's phone – a massive download.  Sam wants to know if it is Hootie and the Blowfish or Kenny G?  Neither – Deeks has a program on his phone and now on Kensi's that will answer the age-old question – who says more words in a day, a man or a woman?  Callen thinks it depends on the man depends on the woman.  Sam thinks Deeks says a million words a day and Callen says five hundred.  Deeks quotes a book that claims a man says about seven thousand words a day, a woman says over twenty thousand.  Kensi thinks it is a stupid, sexist idea.  Deeks thinks the app will give them the answers.  Sam's money is on Kensi.  Deeks tries to defend himself – his undercover aliases are chatty.  So is Deeks as an undercover special agent Callen adds.  Deeks says "go" and he and Kensi are competing.  Eric comes downstairs with a briefcase.  Proving he's a man of few words – the briefcase is for the word "case" and then Eric pulls out a deck of cards. Case on Deck.   

In Ops, Eric and Nell have security video footage of the tourist from Toledo being killed.  The bartender is the real target.  Victor Larmont is married to Rebecca Larmont, a defense contractor involved with the US's nuclear submarine group designs.  She works in the graphics department.  Victor contacted NCIS a few days ago – he thinks Rebecca is selling Defense Department secrets.  Callen sends Kensi and Deeks to visit Rebecca's office despite Deeks pushing for a trip to the club.  Rebecca may be more comfortable speaking to female agent.  Deeks agrees and lists all the things women can talk about.  That runs up his word total.  Leaving, Deeks zips his lips and throws away the key.

 At the club, a dance rehearsal is going on and going poorly.  Callen and Sam see Det. Evans.  The security video didn't catch the shooter – dead spot in the coverage. Whoever the shooter was, they just mixed into the crowd.  LAPD is keeping the club opened – this is the first bit of trouble they've had.  Callen and Sam find Victor.  They're surprised he's still working but Victor tells them he can't afford to take time off.  Victor and his wife are divorcing.  He shows Callen and Sam his phone.  Last week at 1AM, he received a text for a meeting in the north stairwell.  Callen and Sam are skeptical.  Victor mentions his wife just bought a Porsche.  

Across town, Kensi and Deeks are in the Defense Contractor's offices security lobby station.  Kensi places her phone and Deeks's into a lockbox.  They can bring in their weapons.   Rebecca Lamont has worked for the firm a long time.  She's not a morning person, which is fine.  They have flexible hours.  Rebecca comes in around noon, works until midnight.  Kensi asks about security breaches.  The firm's security is top of the line.  Rebecca can't copy, photograph or send anything without the company knowing.  

Kensi and Deeks approach Rebecca at her work station.  She wants to know if this is about her polygraph.  Kensi asks about Victor, who contacted them about mishandling classified information.  Rebecca explains that Victor was suing for spousal support – Rebecca makes four times what he does – and Victor had a set-back in divorce court.  This charge is his revenge.  Kensi shows Rebecca the suspicious text Victor received.  Rebecca tells her it's nothing.  One of her colleagues also works well into the night. They leave together for safety sake. "This is why they he called you in?" 

Looking at a drawing of a bird hanging behind Rebecca, Deeks said the text and the fact that someone tried to kill Victor.  Rebecca is shocked but not for long.  Her company has a security breach – sirens are blaring, everyone is ordered to lock their computers.  Rebecca explains someone is in the building without a security screening.  A pizza delivery man is running down the hall calling Rebecca's name.  It is Victor wearing a wig and glasses.  He's serving her with legal papers.  Deeks tackles Victor before he makes it to Rebecca's desk.  Kensi congratulates Deeks on his tackle. 

Outside the interrogation room, Kensi reminds Deeks he has to use the words he usually uses when they question someone.  He says "yes".  Kensi wants more than one word answers.  Deeks tells Victor he is a lucky guy.  If NCIS wasn't looking out for him, he would have been arrested.  Victor cannot afford to hire someone to serve Rebecca with papers to get her financials.  Legally, Deeks tells Victor, he can't serve his own papers.  It is not legally binding.  Deeks knows – he is a lawyer (or graduated law school according to Kensi).  

Victor is representing himself.  He's been through all of his savings with his last lawyer and all that got him was $3,000 a month in spousal support.  Kensi thinks that's a nice haul.  No, it is $2,400 after taxes.  Victor thinks Rebecca is heartless and treating him like dirt.  Victor was a college baseball player when he and Rebecca got engaged.  He was drafted in the second round but never made it to the big leagues after seven years. He never made the $100 million Rebecca was expecting.  Victor says Rebecca gave wanting someone smart to talk to as part of the reason she left him but Victor is sure it is all about money.  She's dating investment bankers and he truly believes she's selling government secrets to up her bank account. 

Outside in the main room, Callen and Sam are watching the interrogation.  They are going to check out Rebecca's financials when Eric and Nell show up on the screen.  The club where Victor works is a hang-out for Cuban ex-pats.  Sam says Cubans stopped spying for Russian in 2001.  Eric found a Dr. Alonzo Cruz, a Cuban ex-pat, who paid for Rebecca's new Porsche.  "Money for nuclear submarine plans at a bargain price," Sam notes. 

At his hospital, Callen and Sam question Dr. Cruz.  They think the car was pricey but Cruz says they are more than dating – he has an engagement ring.  He is waiting for Rebecca's divorce to come through to make it official.  The two met bird watching.  He's loved bird watching since he was a kid.  Cruz hasn't been back to Cuba in a long time.  He was trained to be a doctor and sent to Venezuela. Cuba gets a billion dollars of oil every day for sending doctors.  Making no money, Cruz defected five years ago.  Callen asks if Cruz ever went to the Oriana.  It is not his type of place.  Asked about Victor, Cruz says he never met him but knows he will do anything for money. 

Kensi and Deeks are walking up to the club.  Victor is now a person of interest.  They are going to pretend to work with him to see what he's really up to.  Victor is surprised to see them as he takes some liquor cases into the club.  Kensi lies, saying they have connected Rebecca to some spies working the club.  Victor has to pretend they met never before.  Kensi is going to pretend to be a dancer which Victor isn't sure Kensi can pull off.  Perez, the lead dancer, only hires the best.  Asked if Deeks could tend bar, Victor tells him the only job open is men's room attendant.  Deeks is thrilled. 

Perez berates the woman auditioning before Kensi.  Now Kensi's turn, auditioning as Kaitlyn, Perez is less than thrilled about Kensi's lack of professional experience. He wants her to go home.  Kensi sells Perez on her great knowledge and love of the mambo.  Kensi talks about dancing with her Mom.  Perez gives Kensi a chance with a Cuban Salsa.  Kensi is "not bad" according to Perez.  Deeks is watching Kensi dance and enjoying the show.  Perez continues to dance with Kensi and then hires her.

As Kensi goes for a costume, Victor introduces Deeks to Perez as a candidate for the men's room attendant's job.  Perez wants someone fluent in Spanish.  After Deeks says "no problemo amigo," Perez tells Victor he is serious. The clientele is Spanish speaking. Deeks is able to speak to Perez in perfect Spanish. 

Kensi is in the back of the club.  She picks the lock to a back storage area and lets herself in.  She is watched by one of the women Perez fired.  Inside the room are chairs, musical instruments and an old-school ham radio. 

Hetty is all smiles when she sees the ham radio – a Swan Transceiver.  In Hetty’s day, every agent was a licensed radio operator, fluent in Morse code. Callen doesn't understand – the frequencies are public.  Everyone can hear what is transmitted.  Hear yes, according to Hetty but not necessarily understand.  Hetty plays a message – it is recording of a message being transmitted from Havana to spies in Miami.  It is a series of numbers.  There is a key that matches the numbers to letters.  Hetty thinks this is great spy craft – no digital footprint like you have with the phone, text or e-mail.  Callen brings up the improving relationship with Cuba.  Hetty explains there are thousands of KGB spies in the US.  They can gather info the way they use to and sell it to the highest bidder.   

Callen and Sam meet with Rebecca as she photographs some birds with a rather pricy camera.  She asks for Kensi and Deeks who were reassigned according to Callen.  Rebecca passed her polygraph.  She answered "no" about any unauthorized foreign contact.  Cruz is from Cuba.  She argues that he's been a citizen for four years – she believes "no" is the correct answer.  Callen and Sam ask if Cruz knows about her job and is a bit too interested. Cruz knows what she does but hasn't asked about specifics and she wouldn't be with him if he did.  Sam asks about any unauthorized computer access.  Cruz no but Victor locked her out of her AMC movie ticket account.  She changed all her passwords but there was a time when he knew them.  Walking away, Callen and Sam think Rebecca is legit. Maybe Victor staged his own shooting. 

While Kensi rehearses with Perez (and Perez's hand on her ass), Deeks arrives with bathroom supplies to break things up.  Wheeling his bathroom supplies across the stage, Deeks winds up in the employee locker-room.  Victor's locker has a number of self-help books and a hidden hard drive.  Deeks take the hard drive.  Perez's locker has cologne, condoms (which Deeks notes are size petite before he throws them away).  A locker with no name but well used is Deeks's next target.  There is a pad of paper in the locker.  Asking WWCD – What Would Columbo Do – Deeks finds a pencil and gets the last note written on the pad. 

Callen and Sam find Cruz. They have a photo of him meeting with Perez outside The Oriana.  Cruz lied about never being there.  Cruz said he was never in there.  Perez is a patient with a bad back he meets outside of the club to give him medicine. Sam notices that Cruz drives a beat-up old Ford while Rebecca is in a Porsche.  "Fancy cars get stolen," Cruz says – he works bad areas. Callen spills coffee on Cruz's shoes and lower pant legs.  While Callen cleans up Cruz's shoes, Sam puts a tracker in the car. 

Behind the club, Deekis is on the phone with Eric. Hetty is very excited by the pad he found. It is a "one-time pad" used for sending coded messages.  Deeks wants to know if Eric could check how many words Kensi has said today.  Eric doesn't mind doing this but Nell is Team Kensi, converting Eric to his way of thinking.  Deeks is already over 5,000 words.  As he's about to tell Eric and Nell about Victor's hard drive, Victor arrives with the recyclables.  As Victor is about to drop the bag into the trash, Deeks sees a small explosive device.  He pushed Victor out of the way just as the bomb blows.  Both men wind up on the ground.  "I'm starting to think someone doesn't like you," Deeks tells Victor. 

In the boat shed main room, Deeks is talking to Eric and Nell on the screen.  The bomb was very basic – more bang than boom.  Victor’s hard drive had three folders – one with recipes, some Nell thought were quite good.  File two had bills for Victor's dog walking business.  Deeks thinks he could almost like Victor.  The third file is Victor's journal – mostly filled with pain and heartache.  "Don't read it unless you need a good cry," Eric recommends. 

Deeks bring Victor to the main part of the boat shed (he was in interrogation).  Deeks tells Victor if he was a cynic, he might think Victor set up the attempts on his life.  The first shot totally missed, the bomb at best would have left him with cuts but nothing more.  Victor thinks that's ridiculous.  Being a victim would cover up the truth.  Deeks wants the truth. 

Victor reluctantly admits that Perez is the behind all this.  Perez doesn’t just dance in the club, he owns it.  Deeks is not happy.  Victor borrowed $10,000 to help with his divorce case and now he's a little behind on payments.  The vig is 10% a week.  Victor owes $40K.  Perez is also into shaking down people for protection.  Deeks asks Victor to wear a wire though it could be dangerous. Victor agrees, he has nothing to live for anyway.  Deeks doesn't want Victor to say things like that.  Not being able to make ends meet, owning criminals money and not being able to find love again, Victor doesn't think he has much going for him.  Women want rich guys not bartenders who work for tips.  Deeks lists Victor's positives – great cook, loves dogs, writes well.  He's a catch.  "I'm not cool like you," Victor says, "You're good at everything." Deeks tells Victor he's a terrible dancer.  Victor laughs – he may never be a winner but Deeks can learn to dance in a day. 

Hetty, Eric and Nell explain the one-time pad to Callen, Sam and the viewers.  The code changes every day.  It matches letters to a numerical value.  Nell translated a message sent earlier that day with the one-time pad. There is a meeting at "10PM LTF" – Location to Follow.  Callen and Sam are on their way to the club. 

With an hour to kill, Deeks is being taught to dance by Victor.  It is played for laughs but is just weird. 

Perez brings Kensi flowers and loves her dress.  He starts adjusting the dress' straps.  Perez tries to make a move on Kensi but she pushes him away.  Perez wants to lock the door but Kensi is worried about her hair and her make-up.  Promising to be "right here" after the performance, Kensi gives him a kiss and sends Perez on his way. 

Callen and Sam are gearing up while Eric and Nell translate the latest club transmission.  The meet is on Maple Street and 78th.  It is in the flower district – a good place to have this kind of meeting at 10PM.  Nell finds an alleyway there.  Kensi and Deeks are staying at the club – Hetty wants eyes on Perez.   

Security video arrives of Rebecca going in and out of her office building.  Her fancy camera is stored in her car.  While security is looking through her bag and belongings for means of stealing plans, her bird sketches are never truly inspected.   Callen notices the birds are different every day.  With her tablet, Nell starts removing the colors from the drawings.  There are secret drawings in the wings of the birds. Since Rebecca works until midnight, Callen and Sam are going to pick her up. 

Rebecca left the office two hours earlier with a fever.  And her bird drawing from behind her desk is gone.  If each drawing had a different schematic of a nuclear sub, the Russians could have it in an hour. 

Sam is doing his origami - a Cuban solenodon.  They were believed extinct in 1970.  Four years later, three were found in the wild.  Callen thinks Sam needs to get a life.  Sam has one – watching nature shows with Kamren.  A car pulls up.  Two men exit the vehicle.  Cruz is a block away.  When Cruz arrives in his old Ford, an armed guard gets out of the first vehicle with a huge case of money.  Cruz has Rebecca's art portfolio bag.

At the club, Perez tells Kensi that Zanya saw her in the store room as he pulls her onto the stage. The two start to dance.   

When Cruz hands over the portfolio, Sam yells federal agents and everyone starts shooting.  Callen and Sam take down the buyers and Cruz's security person.   

Kensi and Perez keep dancing.  Cruz calls Perez – Perez has an earwig – with orders to kill Kensi.  Perez thinks it is a waste.  

Cruz has one of the big guns and starts firing at Callen and Sam. Pinned down, Callen shows Sam an old fire escape.  Sam fires and drops the ladder on Cruz's vehicle.  Cruz has to move out of the way, giving Callen a clear shot. 

There is $400 million in the buyer's cases, nuclear sub schematics in the portfolio.  After hearing noise from Cruz's car trunk, Callen and Sam find her tied in in the trunk. 

Perez has a knife in his belt buckle and is trying to kill Kensi on the stage.  Kensi moves to the upper stage, grabbing a scarf from one of the patrons. ��She calls to Deeks that Perez has a knife.  Deeks does not have a shot but Kensi doesn’t have a problem.  She is able to use to scarf to tie up Perez's hands and throw him off the stage.  Deeks tells Kensi to hold on to the red dress. 

Callen is sorry he missed the show.  Deeks recommends security camera footage if anyone wants to catch up.  Kensi wants to know how Cruz found Rebecca.  Cruz wasn't trained to be a doctor in Cuba, he was trained in Russia by the KGB.  He became a free-agent in 2001.  Kensi and Deeks argue over words.  Deeks had 14,960 words.  Kensi has the code of the day –two words.  "Will You".  Deeks got Eric and Nell to hack her phone.  He wants to dance with her.  Callen and Sam take it as their cue to leave.    

 Kensi is tired and the last time they danced he broke her metatarsal bone.  But Deeks wants to and Kensi is impressed early on with his moves.  A spin really blows her way.  The big finish, however, has Deeks with a charley-horse and Kensi on the ground. 

What head canon can be formed from here: Deeks learning to dance for Kensi.  Hetty and the old-school spy stuff.  Too bad Duggan died – he would have liked this.  

The word count app is foolish.  Deeks is a talker, he's a lawyer, he's guy who loves saying six words when two will do.  Kensi is woman of action who said "shut up" to Deeks dozens of times. This is out of character nonsense to have (a) Deeks to think he says fewer words than Kensi and (b) to have Kensi take any of this seriously.  Also – should a federal agent and a cop have an app on their phones listening to what they say?

Episode number:   20 of season eight – we're down to the final four.   Episode 188.

Conforme prometido, provei este belo Cabernet Sauvignon sul-africano — presente da @VinhosAfricaDoSul — e minhas impressões foram as melhores possíveis! . Este é um tinto jovem, vibrante, elaborado com 100% Cabernet Sauvignon provenientes de vinhedos próximos à Cidade do Cabo. Produzido pela @DurbanvilleHills, matura 12 meses em barricas de carvalho francês com algum uso. . Na taça, cor rubi de média intensidade, com aromas de fruta negra madura, um toque vegetal leve (aspargos), alcaçuz, baunilha doce, couro e terra molhada. Depois de um tempo surge um leve tostado. Na boca as frutas são mais vermelhas, com um toque especiado. Tem corpo médio e acidez média-alta, com taninos moderados e bem macios. . Um ótimo vinho, bastante gastronômico, que harmonizou bem com medalhão de mignon grelhado e risoto de funghi porcini. 😋🍷 . . #VinhosAfricaDoSul #DurbanvilleHills #CabernetSauvignon #VinhoNosso #cabernet #southafricanwine #redwine #winetime #instawine #winetasting #tastingnotes #winebottle #wineglass #wine #vinho #vino #vin #wein (em Campinas, Sao Paulo)

Nesta época do ano, começam a chegar as famosas trufas nos restaurantes. Qualquer prato relativamente simples fica altamente sofisticado com o acabamento final das trufas. Gentis lâminas raladas na hora, exalando aqueles perfumes maravilhosos. E na hora de combinar o vinho, todo mundo lembra que Barolo ou Barbaresco são seus parceiros. Só que pouca gente lembra que o mais importante não é ser Barolo ou Barbaresco e sim, esses vinhos estarem envelhecidos com aromas terciários. De fato, aqueles aromas étereos das trufas só podem combinar com aromas e sabores etéreos dos grandes vinhos com notas terrosas, defumadas, empireumáticas, alcatroadas, e não aromas frutados de grandes vinhos jovens.

Seguindo este raciocínio, os grandes Bordeaux envelhecidos também são ótimas opções, sobretudo tintos como Lafite e Ducru-Beaucaillou que possuem estilos mais delicados e etéreos em seu envelhecimento. Belos Saint-Estèphe como Montrose por exemplo, lembram algo de Barolos em seu envelhecimento. Os tintos do Rhône não ficam atrás, principalmente os Côte-Rôtie, mais delicados e mais etéreos em seu envelhecimento. Um dos La La Las de Guigal devidamente envelhecido, digamos safra 88, são maravilhosos com esses iguarias. Sem esquecer dos brancos, os Borgonhas envelhecidos são também esplendorosos com trufas. Vale também para os grandes tintos. Outro branco envelhecido que vai muito bem são os grandes Hermitages, sobretudo do produtor Jean-Louis Chave.

Enfim, por questões de tipologia, sofisticação combina com sofisticação. Sendo pratos elegantes e extremamente caros, as trufas vão combinar com os grandes vinhos envelhecidos que só envelhecerão bem, se forem grandes. Portanto, uma coisa puxa a outra.

Numa bela experiência no restaurante Parigi, testamos alguns vinhos com elas, todos italianos, embora dois grandes franceses apareceram para serem apreciados como vinhos em si. Todos os pratos foram trufados, seguindo alguns no decorrer do artigo.

dois gigantes na denominação Barolo

Na foto acima, esse Bruno Giacosa 1990, Barolo de Serralunga d´Alba, estava maravilhoso com 98 pontos mais que merecidos. Um vinho de livro mostrando claramente o terroir austero de Serralunga d´Alba. Os taninos ainda presentes, estão polimerizados e de uma finesse impressionante. Os aromas são um show à parte. Notas defumadas, de alcaçuz, cacau, funghi porcini, cerejas em licor, realmente sensacional. Foi o que melhor combinou com as trufas, sobretudo este tagliolini (foto acima) na manteiga, muito bem executado. Um dos pontos altos do almoço.

um dos melhores Barolos já elaborados!

Considerado pelo mestre Bruno Giacosa, um dos melhores terroirs de Serralunga d´Alba, o vinhedo Falletto goza de exposição privilegiada e solos ricos em calcário. Os famosos rótulos “red label” são destinados às safras excepcionais com menção Riserva no canto superior do rótulo. Tradicionalista ferrenho, a vinificação passa por longa maceração e o amadurecimento nos tradicionais Botti (toneis eslavônios de grandes dimensões). Realmente este 90 é uma obra-prima!

Quanto ao segundo Barolo testado, Aldon Conterno Romirasco 1993, ainda não estava pronto. A cor, bem menos evoluída que o Giacosa 90, e os aromas um tanto fechados. A boca mais austera, sem o brilhantismo de seu concorrente. Romirasco é um dos três vinhedos de Aldo Conterno na comuna de Monforte d´Alba, sendo o principal vinhedo na composição do grande Granbussia, o ícone da vinícola. Os outros dois vinhedos são Cicala e Colonnello.

gnocchi e carpaccio com trufas

No caso do gnocchi acima, o Romirasco ficou interessante, sobretudo por causa das texturas. O gnocchi com uma textura mais cremosa, acompanhou bem a textura mais robusta do Romirasco em relação ao Giacosa 90. Já na parte aromática, o Giacosa 90 foi imbatível. Enfim, os dois ficaram muito bons.

ótimos vinhos em patamares diferentes

Começando agora pelo Morey-Saint-Denis do Dujac, a safra é maravilhosa e ajuda mundo nesta categoria da Borgonha. Para um Village, o vinho está muito sedutor. Fruta intensa e de grande pureza, além de um equilíbrio notável, mostrando claramente a delicadeza desta comuna. Trazido a preços atraentes pela importadora Clarets.

Passando agora ao Supertoscano, um grande destaque do almoço, a cuvée d´Alceo é a mais alta categoria da azienda. Além disso, a safra 99 foi o melhor vinho já elaborado na vinícola com 99 pontos de puro prazer. Nesta safra, temos 85% Cabernet Sauvginon e 15% de Sangiovese. Atualmente a Petit Verdot substitui a Sangiovese no corte. O vinho estava uma maravilha, surpreendentemente jovem, ainda com um rubi profundo na cor. Um vinho denso em boca, refletindo bem este terroir do Chianti Classico em Panzano in Chianti. Este local goza de excelente exposição solar e um solo rico em galestro, espécie de uma argila laminar (xisto) que confere corpo e textura aos vinhos. Não combinou muito bem com as trufas por não estar ainda plenamente evoluído, embora as notas de cacau e de tabaco sejam muito elegantes. Talvez precisasse de um prato de carne com as trufas, nivelando melhor seu corpo e potência. Um dos melhores supertoscanos já elaborados!

um dos meus Chateaux preferidos em Bordeaux de alto nível

Evidentemente, trata-se de um completo infanticídio, mas extremamente prazeroso. Cheval Blanc juntamente com Haut Brion e Latour são meus chateaux preferidos. Um Cheval Blanc seja a safra que for e em qualquer estagio de evolução na garrafa, é sempre um chateau diferenciado, de extrema classe. Este 2016 tem um assemblage de 60% Merlot, 37% Cabernet Franc, e 3% Cabernet Sauvignon. Mesmo em tenra idade, sua maciez e finesse impressionam. Os taninos potentes e extremamente finos são verdadeiros rolimãs na boca. A madeira ainda não integrada ao conjunto é notavelmente elegante, fina, acompanhando o estilo do vinho. É mais um Cheval 100 pontos que encontrará seu apogeu em 2070. Sua força e complexidade apontam realmente nesta direção. Vinhaço!

Mais uma vez, agradecimentos eternos ao Presidente que proporcionou este almoço maravilhoso com vinhos sempre recorrentes, ou seja, maravilhosos, muito bem pontuados e inesquecíveis. Abraços aos demais companheiros de mesa e copo, sempre muito divertidos com ótimas histórias. Vida longa ao Presidente! Que Bacco nos proteja!

Trufas e Italianos Nesta época do ano, começam a chegar as famosas trufas nos restaurantes. Qualquer prato relativamente simples fica altamente sofisticado com o acabamento final das trufas.

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• A field trip. You interested in doing something dangerous, and possibly illegal?” Does it involve underage girls, broken curfews and soorte4d fruit toppings?” I dropped the empty can into the recycling bin and leaned against the kitchen peninsula, grinning like an idiot. “Two of the three. And I could probably scrounge up some strawberry jam, if you’re desperate.” “I’m never desperate,” Tod said, only his voice hadn’t come from my phone. I whirled around to see the reaper standing behind me, still holding his cell. “But for the record, I prefer apricot.” “Yuck. Nobody likes apricot jam. – Rachel Vincent • A girl told me my lips looked like somebody had pressed strawberry yogurt against my face. – Katherine Heigl • A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him. Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started to gnaw away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted! – Gautama Buddha • A man was found dead covered in sprinkles, strawberry sauce and a flake. Reports said he may have topped himself. – Frank Carson • A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Centre placed? Or ever marked the pretty beam, A strawberry shows, half drowned in cream? Or seen rich rubies blushing through A pure smooth pearl, and orient too? So like to this, nay all the rest, Is each neat niplet of her breast. – Ovid • a salesman is an it that stinks to please but whether to please itself or someone else makes no more difference than if it sells hate condoms education snakeoil vac uumcleaners terror strawberries democ ra(caveat emptor)cy superfluous hair – e. e. cummings • A typical Irish dinner would be: cream flavored with lobster, cream with bits of veal in it, green peas and cream, cream cheese, cream flavored with strawberries. – Nancy Mitford • A white truffle, which elsewhere might sell for hundreds of dollars, seemed easier to come by than something fresh and green. What could be got from the woods was free and amounted to a diurnal dining diary that everyone kept in their heads. May was wild asparagus, arugula, and artichokes. June was wild lettuce and stinging nettles. July was cherries and wild strawberries. August was forest berries. September was porcini. – Bill Buford • About one thing the Englishman has a particularly strict code. If a bird says Cluk bik bik bik bik and caw you may kill it, eat it or ask Fortnums to pickle it in Napoleon brandy with wild strawberries. If it says tweet it is a dear and precious friend and you’d better lay off it if you want to remain a member of Boodles. – Clement Freud • All schools, all colleges, have two great functions: to confer, and to conceal, valuable knowledge. The theological knowledge which they conceal cannot justly be regarded as less valuable than that which they reveal. That is, when a man is buying a basket of strawberries it can profit him to know that the bottom half of it is rotten. – Mark Twain • All this talkin’ about eatin’ is makin’ me awful hungry. I’ll have two chili burgers with an order of fries, onion rings and a chocolate milk shake. And a Strawberry Ice Cream Sundae-with pickles. – George Lindsey • And a refrigerator may hold a basket of strawberries, which would be important if a maniac said to you, “If you don’t give me a basket of strawberries right now, I’m going to poke you with this large stick.” But when the two elder Baudelaires and Quigley Quagmire opened the refrigerator, they found nothing that would help someone who was wounded, dying of thirst, or being threatened by a strawberry-crazed, stick-carrying maniac. – Daniel Handler • And now — now it only remains for me to light a cigarette and go home. Dear God, only now am I remembering that people die. Does that include me? Don’t forget, in the meantime, that this is the season for strawberries. Yes. – Clarice Lispector • And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you.” The wind stirred the leaves of the chestnut trees nearby, and the scents of late summer rose up rich around us; pine and grass and strawberries, sun-warmed stone and cool water, and the sharp, musky smell of his body next to mine. “Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed.” “That’s the first law of thermodynamics,” I said, wiping my nose. “No,” he said. “That’s faith. – Diana Gabaldon • Any chance of getting something sweet to go with my coffee?” [Finn] asked in a hopeful voice. I arched an eyebrow at him. “You mean all those pieces of strawberry pie that you ate for lunch weren’t enough?” “I’m a growing boy,” Finn said in a sincere tone. “I need my vitamins.” Bria snorted. “The only thing that’s growing on you, Lane, is your ego.” Finn sidled up to my sister and gave her a dazzling smile. “Well, other things of mine also tend to swell up in your presence, detective. – Jennifer Estep • Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows nothing about grapes. – Paracelsus • Are you going to give a speech?’ she asked gaily. He gave a choked laugh. ‘Of course not,’ he said. ‘Not for ages.’ ‘My cousin Davey gave one on his very first day!’ … ‘In the Lords, I remember. It was about how he didn’t like strawberry jam.’ ‘Be nice, Charles! It was a speech about fruit importation, which I admit devolved into something of a tirade.’ She couldn’t help but laugh. ‘Still, you could talk about something more important.’ ‘Than jam? Impossible. We mustn’t set the bar too high, Jane. – Charles Finch • As our lives speed up more and more, so do our children’s. We forget and thus they forget that there is nothing more important than the present moment. We forget and thus they forget to relax, to find spiritual solitude, to let go of the past, to quiet ambition, to fully enjoy the eating of a strawberry, the scent of a rose, the touch of a hand on a cheek… – Michael Gurian • Ask of Her, the mighty Mother. Her reply puts this other Question: What is Spring?- Growth in every thing –

Flesh and fleece, fur and feather, Grass and green world all together, Star-eyed strawberry breasted Throstle above Her nested

Cluster of bugle blue eggs thin Forms and warms the life within, And bird and blossom swell In sod or sheath or shell. – Gerard Manley Hopkins • Asking me what I think of Oscar (Hammerstein) is like asking me what I think of the Yankees, Man o’ War and Strawberry Sundaes. – Billy Rose • Assumptions are dangerous things to make, and like all dangerous things to make – bombs, for instance, or strawberry shortcake – if you make even the tiniest mistake you can find yourself in terrible trouble. – Daniel Handler

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• Cold Mountain Buddhas Han Shan Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness be dancing. Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning. The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony Of death and birth. – T. S. Eliot • Darryl Strawberry has been voted to the Hall of Fame five years in a row. – Ralph Kiner • Dating a new man is like holding a strawberry milkshake; first the taste, then the pleasure. – Marilyn Monroe • Doubtless God Could Have Made A Better Berry, But Doubtless God Never Did – Izaak Walton • Dried oregano has thirty times the brain-healing antioxidant power of raw blueberries, forty-six times more than apples, and fifty-six times as much as strawberries, making it one of the most powerful brain cell protectors on the planet. – Daniel Amen • Each moment is just what it is. It might be the only moment of our life; it might be the only strawberry we’ll ever eat. We could get depressed about it, or we could finally appreciate it and delight in the preciousness of every single moment of our life. – Pema Chodron • Eat more berries. Blueberries, strawberries, raspberries and other varieties have anthocyanins that can help reverse some loss of balance and memory associated with aging. – David H. Murdock • Eating alone is a disappointment. But not eating matter more, is hollow and green, has thorns like a chain of fish hooks, trailing from the heart, clawing at your insides. Hunger feels like pincers, like the bite of crabs; it burns, burns, and has no fur. Let us sit down soon to eat with all those who haven’t eaten; let us spread great tablecloths, put salt in lakes of the world, set up planetary bakeries, tables with strawberries in snow, and a plate like the moon itself from which we can all eat. For now I ask no more than the justice of eating. – Pablo Neruda • Every child should have mud pies, grasshoppers, water bugs, tadpoles, frogs, mud turtles, elderberries, wild strawberries, acorns, chestnuts, trees to climb. Brooks to wade, water lilies, woodchucks, bats, bees, butterflies, various animals to pet, hayfields, pine-cones, rocks to roll, sand, snakes, huckleberries and hornets; and any child who has been deprived of these has been deprived of the best part of education. – Luther Burbank • Everyone thinks you’ve been kidnapped,” he said. “We’ve been scouring the ship. When Coach Hedge finds out- oh, gods, you’ve been here all night?” “Frank!” Annabeth’s ears were as red as strawberries. “We just came down here to talk. We fell asleep. Accidentally. That’s it.” “Kissed a couple of times,” Percy said. Annabeth glared at him. “Not helping! – Rick Riordan • For those dependent on their gardens for fresh food, it was often a case of feast or famine… (One settler wrote), “Strawberries were now so plentiful that… I made 287 lbs of jam…” – Bee Dawson • Gooseberries should be mainstream berries! Why are chemically fattened strawberries a thing? Why not the delicious gooseberry? – Andrew Dost • Grapes are juicy. Strawberries. Oranges. Good pork chops are succulent,” said Dusty. “But the word isn’t accurately descriptive of a person.” Smiling with delight, Ahriman said, “Oh, really, not accurately descriptive? Be careful housepainter. Your genes are showing. What if I were a cannibal? – Dean Koontz • Happiness, I have grasped, is a destination, like strawberry Fields. Once you find the way in, there you are, and you’ll never feel low again. – Rachel Simon • He (Darryl Strawberry) is not a dog; a dog is loyal and runs after balls. – Tommy Lasorda • He had kissed her good night that night, and she had tasted like strawberry daiquiris, and he had never wanted to kiss anyone else again. – Neil Gaiman • Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared. – Becca Fitzpatrick • Hey baby. You’re sexy like a chocolate strawberry. – Ronnie Shields • I actually think the same things do make most people happy. The differences are extremely small, and around the margins. You like peach ice cream; I like strawberry ice cream. Both of us like ice cream much better than a smack on the head with two-by-four. – Daniel Gilbert • I also eat fruit instead of drinking juices. That’s something I’ve read up on. I think that if you drink a lot of fruit juice you take in way too much sugar. You’d be better off eating a bunch of strawberries or apples. – Kris Humphries • I don’t like it when people ask me what my favourite Beatles song is. I always get that. First of all, I don’t like having to pick a favourite thing anyway. You can’t pick a favourite Beatles song! What about “Strawberry Fields”? What about “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds”? What about “Tomorrow Never Knows”? Come on. That question is small minded to think you could even have a favourite Beatles song. – Kemp Muhl • I eat a huge breakfast every morning – it’s what I look forward to. I’ll do steel-cut oatmeal with blueberries and strawberries, an egg white scramble with mushrooms, zucchini, and onion, and a piece of cinnamon Ezekiel bread with almond butter. I could do that every single day. – Heather Mitts • I finally found something that can stop the fox. The fox cannot summit Strawberry Hill.” – Takumi – John Green • I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. I uprooted it rashly and felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again. – Dorothy Wordsworth • I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. The little slender flower had more courage than the green leaves, for they were but half expanded and half grown, but the blossom was spread full out. I uprooted it rashly, and I felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again. It will have but a stormy life of it, but let it live if it can. – Dorothy Wordsworth • I grow vegetables – I’m a vegetarian; I’ve got strawberries, artichokes, leeks, broad beans. – Anita Pallenberg • I guess I’ve been waiting so long I’m looking for perfection. That makes it tough. Waiting for perfect love? No, even I know better than that. I’m looking for selfishness. Like, say I tell you I want to eat strawberry shortcake. And you stop everything you’re doing and run out and buy it for me. And you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortcake out to me. And I say I don’t want it anymore and throw it out the window. That’s what I’m looking for.” – Haruki Murakami • I have been 130 lbs. as well as 215 lbs. I have had blond, strawberry blond, green, pink and purple hair, and none of that has ever exempted me from having lewd comments flung at me in the street. – Beth Ditto • I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer – its dust and lowering skies. – Toni Morrison • I like a much more Japanese style of blood, where it’s red and it almost has a paint kind of quality to it. You can put it on metal, and it has this vividness. Because, normally, what they use in Hollywood is this stuff that looks like strawberry pancake syrup or raspberry pancake syrup. – Quentin Tarantino • I like to make pies. Thats kind of my new obsession – peach, blueberry, apple, strawberry. I make a really good pumpkin pie with real pumpkin. – Morgan Saylor • I love berries. Strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, black berries, anything with an ‘errie’ in it! – Jordin Sparks • I love surprises – champagne and strawberries, all that pampering, romantic stuff. Guys ought to know how to pamper their women properly. – Danica McKellar • I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I’d call myself a fool to ask for more. – Sylvia Plath • I recycle. I have a house in the south of France and I have a small garden. My name is Dujardin – ‘from the garden.’ I grow carrots, peppers, strawberries, green beans, and things for salads, but there are lots of wild boars all around and they steal the food. – Jean Dujardin • I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches. – Edie Sedgwick • I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches..There’s no way to tell anyone who hasn’t been through it, there’s no way to explain it to anyone who hasn’t tasted it . To keep that superlative high, just on the cusp of each day, so that I radiate sunshine – Edie Sedgwick • I think he became a man who brought peace and wisdom to hi world, because he knew about war and folly. I think that he loved greatly, because he had seen what lost love is. And I think he came to know, too, that he was loved greatly.” She looked at the strawberry in her hands. “But I thought you didn’t want me to tell you your future. – Gary D. Schmidt • I think once I made up my mind that I was allergic to alcohol, and that’s what I learned, it made sense to me. And I think it was kind of pointed out that you know if you were allergic to strawberries, you wouldn’t eat strawberries. And that made sense to me. – Betty Ford • I want you to make u and go halfzies on this cake. K? But. . . I want a piece too, so i guess we’ll have to go thirdzies. . . Awwww, we’re not going to be able to split the strawberry on top though. What should we do? Maybe I should just take it after all strawberries are my favorite. . . oh! I forgot to ask Hiku-chan, Kau-chan do you like strawberries? -Hunny – Bisco Hatori • I would be lying if I said I cut out all dessert. When Im training, I try to satisfy those cravings with a slightly healthier dessert, like a piece of dark chocolate or whipped cream and strawberries. Those are two of my favorites! – Josie Loren • If ‘heartache’ sounds exaggerated then surely you have never gone to your garden one rare morning in June to find that the frost, without any perceptible motive, any hope of personal gain, has quietly killed your strawberry blossoms, tomatoes, lima and green beans, corn, squash, cucumbers. A brilliant sun is now smiling at this disaster with an insenstive cheerfulness as out of place as a funny story would be if someone you loved had just died. – Ruth Stout • If I can’t serve on grass, I can maybe help cut the grass, paint the lines and serve some strawberries. – Goran Ivanisevic • If I want to make – I don’t know – strawberry jam, I’m going to have to add something to strawberries to make it gelatinous and thick, right? I’m going to have to add pectin or something like that.But if I want to make cranberry sauce, all I have to do is pop some cranberries in a little saucepan and when it cools off, it’ll be thick and gelatinous. So what’s up with cranberries? – Ari Shapiro • If you get vegetables in season, the difference is remarkable compared to vegetables that might have been imported. You can’t beat fresh ingredients and seasonal fresh ingredients. There’s nothing quite like the taste of a beautiful summer strawberry. – William Katt • If you keep my secret, this strawberry is yours. – Tsugumi Ohba • I’ll be clickin’ by your house about two forty-five, Sidewalk Sundae Strawberry Surprise. – Tom Waits • I’ll give you this strawberry if you keep it a secret. –L (Death Note) – Tsugumi Ohba • In Bakersfield, California, a Mexican strawberry picker with an income of $14,000 and no English was lent every penny he needed to buy a house for $724,000. – Michael Lewis • in her dreams, blood tasted like fizzy strawberry soda. If you drank it too fast, you got brain freeze. When she was older, after she’d licked a cut on her finger, the taste of that became the taste in her dreams: copper and tears. – Holly Black • Instead of past, present and future, I’d prefer chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry. – Ashleigh Brilliant • It’s just another of Robin’s sayings. Like, ‘Holy strawberries, Batman, we’re in a jam! Or, Holy Kleenex, Batman, it was right under our nose and we blew it! – Karen Marie Moning • It’s unarguable to say that every one of us has been moved by the beauty of what I have called snapshots, but for photographers they are charms and proverbs, and like lightening or wild strawberries. – Tod Papageorge • I’ve got it all in here ultra violets, flying saucers, strawberry bootlace come on get involved. – Noel Fielding • John [Lennon] as a singer – the way he sings on “Twist and Shout” and the way he sings on “Strawberry Fields Forever” – is a very odd voice, in the sense that it seems to be celebrating but almost mourning at the same time. There’s a quality of mourning to his voice, which is very enigmatic. – Alasdair MacLean • Kid 1: *examining my gorgeous strawberry and blueberry pies*: Wow, Mom, your pies don’t look awful this time. Me (Ilona): … ~A little later~ Kid 2: *wandering into the kitchen* Kid 1: Hey, you’ve got to see these pies. *opening the stove* Kid 2: Wow. They are not ugly this time. Kid 1: I know, right? – Ilona Andrews • Late February, and the air’s so balmy snowdrops and crocuses might be fooled into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard will come, blighting our harbingers of spring, and the numbed yards will go back undercover. In Florida, it’s strawberry season- shortcake, waffles, berries and cream will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus. – Gail Mazur • Maybe we too busy being flowers or fairies or strawberries instead of something honest and worthy of respect . . . you know . . . like being people. – Toni Cade Bambara • Morning. Strawberry sky dusted with white winter powder sugar sun. And nobody to munch on it with – Francesca Lia Block • My family lived off the land and summer evening meals featured baked stuffed tomatoes, potato salad, corn on the cob, fresh shelled peas and homemade ice cream with strawberries from our garden. With no air conditioning in those days, the cool porch was the center of our universe after the scorching days. – David Mixner • My grandma used to make syrup for us because we couldn’t afford it and I just played around with her recipe. I made strawberry syrup and that didn’t really work out but I made strawberry-vanilla and that sold. Then I just went out and took marketing classes, went to seminars, learned about marketing a product and striking deals. It ended up taking orders of $1.5 million. – Farrah Gray • My guiltiest pleasure is… chocolates with strawberry cream and trashy television – ‘Geordie Shore,’ ‘Katie,’ etc. – Ellie Goulding • My mom wouldn’t let me sing ‘Strawberry Wine’ because it had ‘wine’ in it. – Avril Lavigne • My perfect last meal would be: shrimp cocktail, lasagna, steak, creamed spinach, salad with bleu cheese dressing, onion rings, garlic bread, and a dessert of strawberry shortcake. – Joan Rivers • Oh, the strawberries don’t taste as they used to and the thighs of women have lost their clutch! – John Steinbeck • Once upon a time, when men and women hurtled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked on the bottom of the sea, learning the speech of whales and the songs of the dolphins, when pearly-fleshed and jewelled apparitions of Texan herdsmen and houris shimmered in the dusk on Nicaraguan hillsides, when folk in Norway and Tasmania in dead of winter could dream of fresh strawberries, dates, guavas and passion fruits and find them spread next morning on their tables, there was a woman who was largely irrelevant, and therefore happy. – A. S. Byatt • One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe • One of the joys our technological civilization has lost is the excitement with which seasonal flowers and fruits were welcomed; the first daffodil, strawberry or cherry are now things of the past, along with their precious moment of arrival. Even the tangerine — now a satsuma or clementine — appears de-pipped months before Christmas. – Derek Jarman • Only in Texas can mesquite have its own festival, then there’s a crawfish festival, a festival for strawberries, everything has its own festival, with each town having their own yearly thing. – Kevin Fowler • P.S. May, don’t these strawberry tarts just make you want to cry? – Kiera Cass • Personally I am very fond of strawberries and cream, but I have found that for some strange reason, fish prefer worms. So when I went fishing, I didn’t think about what I wanted. I thought about what they wanted. I didn’t bait the hook with strawberries and cream. Rather, I dangled a worm or grasshopper in front of the fish and said: “Wouldn’t you like to have that?” Why not use the same common sense when fishing for people? – Dale Carnegie • Poetry and music are very good friends. Like mommies and daddies and strawberries and cream – they go together. – Nikki Giovanni • Rice and peas fit into that category of dishes where two ordinary foods, combined together, ignite a pleasure far beyond the capacity of either of its parts alone. Like rhubarb and strawberries, apple pie and cheese, roast pork and sage, the two tastes and textures meld together into the sort of subtle transcendental oneness that we once fantasized would be our experience when we finally found the ideal mate. – John Thorne • Right now I just want to chill for a while. Take a hiatus from all the craziness. To clean my house, see my family. Just see some movies and pick some strawberries. – Lauren Ambrose • She has a laugh so hearty it knocks the whipped cream off an order of strawberry shortcake on a table fifty feet away. – Damon Runyon • She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade beds. When a little money comes in, June buys delicacies, strawberries in the winter, caviar and bath salts. – Anais Nin • Some people tell you you should not drink claret after strawberries. They are wrong. – William Maginn • Sometimes you’ve just got to grab an apple – or grapes, or strawberries. Something that’s healthy but maybe a little bit more adventurous, if you can see fruit as adventurous. – LL Cool J • Soon to come in licorice, orange, cinnamon, and banana, but not strawberry, because I hate strawberries. – Terry Pratchett • Spring is super in the supermarkets and the strawberries prance and glow never mind that they’re all kinda tart and tasteless as strawberries go meanwhile wild things are not for sale anymore than they are for show so i’ll be outside, in love with the kind of beauty it takes more than eyes to know – Ani DiFranco • Strawberries that in gardens grow Are plump and juicy fine, But sweeter far as wise men know Spring from the woodland vine. No need for bowl or silver spoon, Sugar or spice or cream, Has the wild berry plucked in June Beside the trickling stream. One such to melt at the tongue’s root, Confounding taste with scent, Beats a full peck of garden fruit: Which points my argument. – Robert Graves • Strawberry fields forever – John Lennon • Strawberry Fields is anywhere you want to go – John Lennon • Strawberry Shortcake called, she wants her outfit back – Ilona Andrews • Talking of Pleasure, this moment I was writing with one hand, and with the other holding to my Mouth a Nectarine – how good how fine. It went down all pulpy, slushy, oozy, all its delicious embonpoint melted down my throat like a large, beatified Strawberry. – John Keats • Tell me I didn’t imagine it, Leo. Tell me that even though our bodies were in seperate states, our star selves shared an enchanted place. Tell me that right around noon today (eastern time) you had the strangest sensation: a tiny chill on your shoulder…a flutter in the heart…a shadow of strawberry-banana crossing your tongue…tell me you whispered my name. – Jerry Spinelli • Tell you what I like the best – ‘Long about knee-deep in June, ‘Bout the time strawberries melts On the vine, – some afternoon Like to jes’ git out and rest, And not work at nothin’ else! – James Whitcomb Riley • That pipe, just so happens to lead to the room where I make the most delicious flavored chocolate covered fudge.” Then he will be made into strawberry flavoered chocolate covered fudge, they’ll be selling him by the pound, all over the world!” No, I wouldn’t allow it. The taste would be terrible. Can you imagine Augustus flavored chocolate covered gloop? Ew. No one would buy it. – Johnny Depp • The days were sunny, the nights were star-studded. Indeed married life was strawberries for breakfast and loving all the time. – Marabel Morgan • The mystery of God touches us – or does not – in the smallest details: giving a strawberry, with love; receiving a touch, with love; sharing the snapdragon red of an autumn sunset, with love. – Marion Woodman • The night is a strawberry. – Louise Penny • The only vampires I’ve ever seen are the Goths trying to get a glimpse of Anne Rice’s house, who drink strawberry sodas and tell each other it’s blood. – Sherrilyn Kenyon • The police are asking through the bedroom door, why did I make a batch of strawberry daiquiris before I called them? Because we were out of raspberries. Because, can’t they see, it just does not matter. Time was not of the essence. – Chuck Palahniuk • The public never appears to tire of endless courses of strawberries and cream, and the theory that you run the risk of boring people with endless photo montages of the Chelsea Pensioners in their dress reds, or close-ups of a Pimm’s Cup sprouting all kinda of flora, has yet to be proven. People like Wimbledon in the same way they like blue jeans or even their own spouses: for the pleasure yielded by their reliable sameness. – Peter Bodo • The strawberry grows underneath the nettle And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best Neighbour’d by fruit of baser quality. – William Shakespeare • The thing I learned is that the work is getting done by people who dig in and work on a particular project: the people who spend 20 years sustaining a theater for black teenagers in Chicago; the people who reintroduce sticklebacks into Strawberry Creek in Berkeley and then wait patiently for the first egrets to show up. – Robert Hass • Theirs [the Beatles] is a happy, cocky, belligerently resourceless brand of harmonic primitivism… In the Liverpudlian repertoire, the indulged amateurishness of the musical material, though closely rivaled by the indifference of the performing style, is actually surpassed only by the ineptitude of the studio production method. (Strawberry Fields suggests a chance encounter at a mountain wedding between Claudio Monteverdi and a jug band.) – Glenn Gould • There are certain products that it’s worth buying organic just because the alternatives have so much pesticide. There’s a list of the dirty dozen that you can get off the Web. Strawberries, potatoes. A handful of crops that have very high pesticide residues if you don’t buy organic. If you eat that a lot, that’s a good place to invest. – Michael Pollan • There is a tradition in Southern cooking of recipes handed down for generations. And when I make my grandmother’s strawberry pie I feel her right with me. – Kimberly Schlapman • There is nothing particularly wrong with salmon, of course, but like caramel candy, strawberry yogurt, or liquid carpet cleaner, if you eat too much of it you are not going to enjoy your meal. – Daniel Handler • There was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of strawberries beside him, and certain death above him and below. What should he do? went the question. And the reply was, Eat the strawberries. The story had never made sense to him as a boy. It did now. – Neil Gaiman • There’s nothing more satisfying than going to a market and meeting the person who picked the strawberries, or it’s their farm that the strawberries came from, and giving them a fair value in exchange for what they’re giving you. – Billy Corgan • This is really good,” Donovan Caine said, attacking his third strawberry pancake. “You sound surprised,” I said. He shrugged. “I just didn’t think an assassin would be able to cook like this.” “Well, I do get lots of practice with knives. You could say I’m multitasking.” The detective froze, his fork halfway to his mouth. “I’m kidding. I enjoy cooking. It relaxes me. – Jennifer Estep • This Mayagüez gold, my third consecutive with the national team, has a strawberry flavor. – Milagros Cabral • This special feeling towards fruit, its glory and abundance, is I would say universal…. We respond to strawberry fields or cherry orchards with a delight that a cabbage patch or even an elegant vegetable garden cannot provoke. – Jane Grigson • Today While the blossoms still cling to the vine I’ll taste your strawberries I’ll drink your sweet wine A million tomorrows shall all pass away Here I forget all the joy that is mine. Today I’ll be a dandy and I’ll be a rover You know who I am by the songs that I sing I’ll feast at your table I’ll sleep in your clover Who cares what tomorrow shall bring I can’t be contented with yesterday’s glory I can’t live on promises winter to spring Today is my moment and now is my story I’ll laugh and I’ll cry and I’ll sing – John Denver • Truth out of season was sourer than strawberries at Christmas time. – Eleanor Hallowell Abbott • Under the pink Harlequin sunglasses strawberry dangling charms, and sugar-frosted eyeshadow she was really almost beautiful. – Francesca Lia Block • Washington state’s 2nd Congressional District is a major producer of small fruit crops such as raspberries and strawberries. This research center is doing important work to help farmers enhance the quality, yield and marketability of their small fruit crops. – Rick Larsen • We did make use, from time to time, of candles, neckties, scarves, shoelaces, a little water-color paintbrush, her hairbrush, butter, whipped cream, strawberry jam, Johnson’s Baby Oil, my Swedish hand vibrator, a fascinating bead necklace she had, miscellaneous common household items, and every molecule of flesh that was exposed to air or could be located with strenuous search. – Spider Robinson • We do not rejoice in victories. We rejoice when a new kind of cotton is grown and when strawberries bloom in Israel. – Golda Meir • We may say of angling, as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries, Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did; and so, if I might be judge, God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling. – Izaak Walton • What do we look for as reward? Some little sounds, and scents, and scenes A small hand darting strawberry-ward A woman’s aprons full of greens. The sense that we have brought to birth Out of the cold and heavy soil, The blessed fruits and flowers of earth Is large reward for our toil. – Ruth Pitter • When I think back about my immediate reaction to that redheads girl, it seems to spring from an appreciation of natural beauty. I mean the heart pleasure you get from looking at speckled leaves or the palimpsested bark of plane trees in Provence. There was something richly appealing to her color combination, the ginger snaps floating in the milk-white skin, the golden highlights in the strawberry hair. it was like autumn, looking at her. It was like driving up north to see the colors. – Jeffrey Eugenides • When strawberries go begging, and the sleek Blue plums lie open to the blackbird’s beak, We shall live well–we shall live very well. – Elinor Wylie • Who puts strawberries in a salad? Seriously, is this a thing now? Is it a thing I don’t know about? Is it an American thing? It can be. It’s freaking me out. – James Corden • Why did she give up wine for Lent? Polly was more sensible. She had given up strawberry jam. Cecilia had never seen Polly show more than a passing interest in strawberry jam, although now, of course, she was always catching her standing at the open fridge, staring at it longingly. The power of denial. – Liane Moriarty • Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life? – Sylvia Plath • You’ve gotta taste the light, like my friend and fellow shooter Chip Maury says. And when you see light like this, trust me, it’s like a strawberry sundae with sprinkles. – Joe McNally

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• A field trip. You interested in doing something dangerous, and possibly illegal?” Does it involve underage girls, broken curfews and soorte4d fruit toppings?” I dropped the empty can into the recycling bin and leaned against the kitchen peninsula, grinning like an idiot. “Two of the three. And I could probably scrounge up some strawberry jam, if you’re desperate.” “I’m never desperate,” Tod said, only his voice hadn’t come from my phone. I whirled around to see the reaper standing behind me, still holding his cell. “But for the record, I prefer apricot.” “Yuck. Nobody likes apricot jam. – Rachel Vincent • A girl told me my lips looked like somebody had pressed strawberry yogurt against my face. – Katherine Heigl • A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him. Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started to gnaw away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted! – Gautama Buddha • A man was found dead covered in sprinkles, strawberry sauce and a flake. Reports said he may have topped himself. – Frank Carson • A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Centre placed? Or ever marked the pretty beam, A strawberry shows, half drowned in cream? Or seen rich rubies blushing through A pure smooth pearl, and orient too? So like to this, nay all the rest, Is each neat niplet of her breast. – Ovid • a salesman is an it that stinks to please but whether to please itself or someone else makes no more difference than if it sells hate condoms education snakeoil vac uumcleaners terror strawberries democ ra(caveat emptor)cy superfluous hair – e. e. cummings • A typical Irish dinner would be: cream flavored with lobster, cream with bits of veal in it, green peas and cream, cream cheese, cream flavored with strawberries. – Nancy Mitford • A white truffle, which elsewhere might sell for hundreds of dollars, seemed easier to come by than something fresh and green. What could be got from the woods was free and amounted to a diurnal dining diary that everyone kept in their heads. May was wild asparagus, arugula, and artichokes. June was wild lettuce and stinging nettles. July was cherries and wild strawberries. August was forest berries. September was porcini. – Bill Buford • About one thing the Englishman has a particularly strict code. If a bird says Cluk bik bik bik bik and caw you may kill it, eat it or ask Fortnums to pickle it in Napoleon brandy with wild strawberries. If it says tweet it is a dear and precious friend and you’d better lay off it if you want to remain a member of Boodles. – Clement Freud • All schools, all colleges, have two great functions: to confer, and to conceal, valuable knowledge. The theological knowledge which they conceal cannot justly be regarded as less valuable than that which they reveal. That is, when a man is buying a basket of strawberries it can profit him to know that the bottom half of it is rotten. – Mark Twain • All this talkin’ about eatin’ is makin’ me awful hungry. I’ll have two chili burgers with an order of fries, onion rings and a chocolate milk shake. And a Strawberry Ice Cream Sundae-with pickles. – George Lindsey • And a refrigerator may hold a basket of strawberries, which would be important if a maniac said to you, “If you don’t give me a basket of strawberries right now, I’m going to poke you with this large stick.” But when the two elder Baudelaires and Quigley Quagmire opened the refrigerator, they found nothing that would help someone who was wounded, dying of thirst, or being threatened by a strawberry-crazed, stick-carrying maniac. – Daniel Handler • And now — now it only remains for me to light a cigarette and go home. Dear God, only now am I remembering that people die. Does that include me? Don’t forget, in the meantime, that this is the season for strawberries. Yes. – Clarice Lispector • And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you.” The wind stirred the leaves of the chestnut trees nearby, and the scents of late summer rose up rich around us; pine and grass and strawberries, sun-warmed stone and cool water, and the sharp, musky smell of his body next to mine. “Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed.” “That’s the first law of thermodynamics,” I said, wiping my nose. “No,” he said. “That’s faith. – Diana Gabaldon • Any chance of getting something sweet to go with my coffee?” [Finn] asked in a hopeful voice. I arched an eyebrow at him. “You mean all those pieces of strawberry pie that you ate for lunch weren’t enough?” “I’m a growing boy,” Finn said in a sincere tone. “I need my vitamins.” Bria snorted. “The only thing that’s growing on you, Lane, is your ego.” Finn sidled up to my sister and gave her a dazzling smile. “Well, other things of mine also tend to swell up in your presence, detective. – Jennifer Estep • Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows nothing about grapes. – Paracelsus • Are you going to give a speech?’ she asked gaily. He gave a choked laugh. ‘Of course not,’ he said. ‘Not for ages.’ ‘My cousin Davey gave one on his very first day!’ … ‘In the Lords, I remember. It was about how he didn’t like strawberry jam.’ ‘Be nice, Charles! It was a speech about fruit importation, which I admit devolved into something of a tirade.’ She couldn’t help but laugh. ‘Still, you could talk about something more important.’ ‘Than jam? Impossible. We mustn’t set the bar too high, Jane. – Charles Finch • As our lives speed up more and more, so do our children’s. We forget and thus they forget that there is nothing more important than the present moment. We forget and thus they forget to relax, to find spiritual solitude, to let go of the past, to quiet ambition, to fully enjoy the eating of a strawberry, the scent of a rose, the touch of a hand on a cheek… – Michael Gurian • Ask of Her, the mighty Mother. Her reply puts this other Question: What is Spring?- Growth in every thing –

Flesh and fleece, fur and feather, Grass and green world all together, Star-eyed strawberry breasted Throstle above Her nested

Cluster of bugle blue eggs thin Forms and warms the life within, And bird and blossom swell In sod or sheath or shell. – Gerard Manley Hopkins • Asking me what I think of Oscar (Hammerstein) is like asking me what I think of the Yankees, Man o’ War and Strawberry Sundaes. – Billy Rose • Assumptions are dangerous things to make, and like all dangerous things to make – bombs, for instance, or strawberry shortcake – if you make even the tiniest mistake you can find yourself in terrible trouble. – Daniel Handler

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• Cold Mountain Buddhas Han Shan Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness be dancing. Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning. The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony Of death and birth. – T. S. Eliot • Darryl Strawberry has been voted to the Hall of Fame five years in a row. – Ralph Kiner • Dating a new man is like holding a strawberry milkshake; first the taste, then the pleasure. – Marilyn Monroe • Doubtless God Could Have Made A Better Berry, But Doubtless God Never Did – Izaak Walton • Dried oregano has thirty times the brain-healing antioxidant power of raw blueberries, forty-six times more than apples, and fifty-six times as much as strawberries, making it one of the most powerful brain cell protectors on the planet. – Daniel Amen • Each moment is just what it is. It might be the only moment of our life; it might be the only strawberry we’ll ever eat. We could get depressed about it, or we could finally appreciate it and delight in the preciousness of every single moment of our life. – Pema Chodron • Eat more berries. Blueberries, strawberries, raspberries and other varieties have anthocyanins that can help reverse some loss of balance and memory associated with aging. – David H. Murdock • Eating alone is a disappointment. But not eating matter more, is hollow and green, has thorns like a chain of fish hooks, trailing from the heart, clawing at your insides. Hunger feels like pincers, like the bite of crabs; it burns, burns, and has no fur. Let us sit down soon to eat with all those who haven’t eaten; let us spread great tablecloths, put salt in lakes of the world, set up planetary bakeries, tables with strawberries in snow, and a plate like the moon itself from which we can all eat. For now I ask no more than the justice of eating. – Pablo Neruda • Every child should have mud pies, grasshoppers, water bugs, tadpoles, frogs, mud turtles, elderberries, wild strawberries, acorns, chestnuts, trees to climb. Brooks to wade, water lilies, woodchucks, bats, bees, butterflies, various animals to pet, hayfields, pine-cones, rocks to roll, sand, snakes, huckleberries and hornets; and any child who has been deprived of these has been deprived of the best part of education. – Luther Burbank • Everyone thinks you’ve been kidnapped,” he said. “We’ve been scouring the ship. When Coach Hedge finds out- oh, gods, you’ve been here all night?” “Frank!” Annabeth’s ears were as red as strawberries. “We just came down here to talk. We fell asleep. Accidentally. That’s it.” “Kissed a couple of times,” Percy said. Annabeth glared at him. “Not helping! – Rick Riordan • For those dependent on their gardens for fresh food, it was often a case of feast or famine… (One settler wrote), “Strawberries were now so plentiful that… I made 287 lbs of jam…” – Bee Dawson • Gooseberries should be mainstream berries! Why are chemically fattened strawberries a thing? Why not the delicious gooseberry? – Andrew Dost • Grapes are juicy. Strawberries. Oranges. Good pork chops are succulent,” said Dusty. “But the word isn’t accurately descriptive of a person.” Smiling with delight, Ahriman said, “Oh, really, not accurately descriptive? Be careful housepainter. Your genes are showing. What if I were a cannibal? – Dean Koontz • Happiness, I have grasped, is a destination, like strawberry Fields. Once you find the way in, there you are, and you’ll never feel low again. – Rachel Simon • He (Darryl Strawberry) is not a dog; a dog is loyal and runs after balls. – Tommy Lasorda • He had kissed her good night that night, and she had tasted like strawberry daiquiris, and he had never wanted to kiss anyone else again. – Neil Gaiman • Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared. – Becca Fitzpatrick • Hey baby. You’re sexy like a chocolate strawberry. – Ronnie Shields • I actually think the same things do make most people happy. The differences are extremely small, and around the margins. You like peach ice cream; I like strawberry ice cream. Both of us like ice cream much better than a smack on the head with two-by-four. – Daniel Gilbert • I also eat fruit instead of drinking juices. That’s something I’ve read up on. I think that if you drink a lot of fruit juice you take in way too much sugar. You’d be better off eating a bunch of strawberries or apples. – Kris Humphries • I don’t like it when people ask me what my favourite Beatles song is. I always get that. First of all, I don’t like having to pick a favourite thing anyway. You can’t pick a favourite Beatles song! What about “Strawberry Fields”? What about “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds”? What about “Tomorrow Never Knows”? Come on. That question is small minded to think you could even have a favourite Beatles song. – Kemp Muhl • I eat a huge breakfast every morning – it’s what I look forward to. I’ll do steel-cut oatmeal with blueberries and strawberries, an egg white scramble with mushrooms, zucchini, and onion, and a piece of cinnamon Ezekiel bread with almond butter. I could do that every single day. – Heather Mitts • I finally found something that can stop the fox. The fox cannot summit Strawberry Hill.” – Takumi – John Green • I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. I uprooted it rashly and felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again. – Dorothy Wordsworth • I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. The little slender flower had more courage than the green leaves, for they were but half expanded and half grown, but the blossom was spread full out. I uprooted it rashly, and I felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again. It will have but a stormy life of it, but let it live if it can. – Dorothy Wordsworth • I grow vegetables – I’m a vegetarian; I’ve got strawberries, artichokes, leeks, broad beans. – Anita Pallenberg • I guess I’ve been waiting so long I’m looking for perfection. That makes it tough. Waiting for perfect love? No, even I know better than that. I’m looking for selfishness. Like, say I tell you I want to eat strawberry shortcake. And you stop everything you’re doing and run out and buy it for me. And you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortcake out to me. And I say I don’t want it anymore and throw it out the window. That’s what I’m looking for.” – Haruki Murakami • I have been 130 lbs. as well as 215 lbs. I have had blond, strawberry blond, green, pink and purple hair, and none of that has ever exempted me from having lewd comments flung at me in the street. – Beth Ditto • I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer – its dust and lowering skies. – Toni Morrison • I like a much more Japanese style of blood, where it’s red and it almost has a paint kind of quality to it. You can put it on metal, and it has this vividness. Because, normally, what they use in Hollywood is this stuff that looks like strawberry pancake syrup or raspberry pancake syrup. – Quentin Tarantino • I like to make pies. Thats kind of my new obsession – peach, blueberry, apple, strawberry. I make a really good pumpkin pie with real pumpkin. – Morgan Saylor • I love berries. Strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, black berries, anything with an ‘errie’ in it! – Jordin Sparks • I love surprises – champagne and strawberries, all that pampering, romantic stuff. Guys ought to know how to pamper their women properly. – Danica McKellar • I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I’d call myself a fool to ask for more. – Sylvia Plath • I recycle. I have a house in the south of France and I have a small garden. My name is Dujardin – ‘from the garden.’ I grow carrots, peppers, strawberries, green beans, and things for salads, but there are lots of wild boars all around and they steal the food. – Jean Dujardin • I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches. – Edie Sedgwick • I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches..There’s no way to tell anyone who hasn’t been through it, there’s no way to explain it to anyone who hasn’t tasted it . To keep that superlative high, just on the cusp of each day, so that I radiate sunshine – Edie Sedgwick • I think he became a man who brought peace and wisdom to hi world, because he knew about war and folly. I think that he loved greatly, because he had seen what lost love is. And I think he came to know, too, that he was loved greatly.” She looked at the strawberry in her hands. “But I thought you didn’t want me to tell you your future. – Gary D. Schmidt • I think once I made up my mind that I was allergic to alcohol, and that’s what I learned, it made sense to me. And I think it was kind of pointed out that you know if you were allergic to strawberries, you wouldn’t eat strawberries. And that made sense to me. – Betty Ford • I want you to make u and go halfzies on this cake. K? But. . . I want a piece too, so i guess we’ll have to go thirdzies. . . Awwww, we’re not going to be able to split the strawberry on top though. What should we do? Maybe I should just take it after all strawberries are my favorite. . . oh! I forgot to ask Hiku-chan, Kau-chan do you like strawberries? -Hunny – Bisco Hatori • I would be lying if I said I cut out all dessert. When Im training, I try to satisfy those cravings with a slightly healthier dessert, like a piece of dark chocolate or whipped cream and strawberries. Those are two of my favorites! – Josie Loren • If ‘heartache’ sounds exaggerated then surely you have never gone to your garden one rare morning in June to find that the frost, without any perceptible motive, any hope of personal gain, has quietly killed your strawberry blossoms, tomatoes, lima and green beans, corn, squash, cucumbers. A brilliant sun is now smiling at this disaster with an insenstive cheerfulness as out of place as a funny story would be if someone you loved had just died. – Ruth Stout • If I can’t serve on grass, I can maybe help cut the grass, paint the lines and serve some strawberries. – Goran Ivanisevic • If I want to make – I don’t know – strawberry jam, I’m going to have to add something to strawberries to make it gelatinous and thick, right? I’m going to have to add pectin or something like that.But if I want to make cranberry sauce, all I have to do is pop some cranberries in a little saucepan and when it cools off, it’ll be thick and gelatinous. So what’s up with cranberries? – Ari Shapiro • If you get vegetables in season, the difference is remarkable compared to vegetables that might have been imported. You can’t beat fresh ingredients and seasonal fresh ingredients. There’s nothing quite like the taste of a beautiful summer strawberry. – William Katt • If you keep my secret, this strawberry is yours. – Tsugumi Ohba • I’ll be clickin’ by your house about two forty-five, Sidewalk Sundae Strawberry Surprise. – Tom Waits • I’ll give you this strawberry if you keep it a secret. –L (Death Note) – Tsugumi Ohba • In Bakersfield, California, a Mexican strawberry picker with an income of $14,000 and no English was lent every penny he needed to buy a house for $724,000. – Michael Lewis • in her dreams, blood tasted like fizzy strawberry soda. If you drank it too fast, you got brain freeze. When she was older, after she’d licked a cut on her finger, the taste of that became the taste in her dreams: copper and tears. – Holly Black • Instead of past, present and future, I’d prefer chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry. – Ashleigh Brilliant • It’s just another of Robin’s sayings. Like, ‘Holy strawberries, Batman, we’re in a jam! Or, Holy Kleenex, Batman, it was right under our nose and we blew it! – Karen Marie Moning • It’s unarguable to say that every one of us has been moved by the beauty of what I have called snapshots, but for photographers they are charms and proverbs, and like lightening or wild strawberries. – Tod Papageorge • I’ve got it all in here ultra violets, flying saucers, strawberry bootlace come on get involved. – Noel Fielding • John [Lennon] as a singer – the way he sings on “Twist and Shout” and the way he sings on “Strawberry Fields Forever” – is a very odd voice, in the sense that it seems to be celebrating but almost mourning at the same time. There’s a quality of mourning to his voice, which is very enigmatic. – Alasdair MacLean • Kid 1: *examining my gorgeous strawberry and blueberry pies*: Wow, Mom, your pies don’t look awful this time. Me (Ilona): … ~A little later~ Kid 2: *wandering into the kitchen* Kid 1: Hey, you’ve got to see these pies. *opening the stove* Kid 2: Wow. They are not ugly this time. Kid 1: I know, right? – Ilona Andrews • Late February, and the air’s so balmy snowdrops and crocuses might be fooled into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard will come, blighting our harbingers of spring, and the numbed yards will go back undercover. In Florida, it’s strawberry season- shortcake, waffles, berries and cream will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus. – Gail Mazur • Maybe we too busy being flowers or fairies or strawberries instead of something honest and worthy of respect . . . you know . . . like being people. – Toni Cade Bambara • Morning. Strawberry sky dusted with white winter powder sugar sun. And nobody to munch on it with – Francesca Lia Block • My family lived off the land and summer evening meals featured baked stuffed tomatoes, potato salad, corn on the cob, fresh shelled peas and homemade ice cream with strawberries from our garden. With no air conditioning in those days, the cool porch was the center of our universe after the scorching days. – David Mixner • My grandma used to make syrup for us because we couldn’t afford it and I just played around with her recipe. I made strawberry syrup and that didn’t really work out but I made strawberry-vanilla and that sold. Then I just went out and took marketing classes, went to seminars, learned about marketing a product and striking deals. It ended up taking orders of $1.5 million. – Farrah Gray • My guiltiest pleasure is… chocolates with strawberry cream and trashy television – ‘Geordie Shore,’ ‘Katie,’ etc. – Ellie Goulding • My mom wouldn’t let me sing ‘Strawberry Wine’ because it had ‘wine’ in it. – Avril Lavigne • My perfect last meal would be: shrimp cocktail, lasagna, steak, creamed spinach, salad with bleu cheese dressing, onion rings, garlic bread, and a dessert of strawberry shortcake. – Joan Rivers • Oh, the strawberries don’t taste as they used to and the thighs of women have lost their clutch! – John Steinbeck • Once upon a time, when men and women hurtled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked on the bottom of the sea, learning the speech of whales and the songs of the dolphins, when pearly-fleshed and jewelled apparitions of Texan herdsmen and houris shimmered in the dusk on Nicaraguan hillsides, when folk in Norway and Tasmania in dead of winter could dream of fresh strawberries, dates, guavas and passion fruits and find them spread next morning on their tables, there was a woman who was largely irrelevant, and therefore happy. – A. S. Byatt • One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe • One of the joys our technological civilization has lost is the excitement with which seasonal flowers and fruits were welcomed; the first daffodil, strawberry or cherry are now things of the past, along with their precious moment of arrival. Even the tangerine — now a satsuma or clementine — appears de-pipped months before Christmas. – Derek Jarman • Only in Texas can mesquite have its own festival, then there’s a crawfish festival, a festival for strawberries, everything has its own festival, with each town having their own yearly thing. – Kevin Fowler • P.S. May, don’t these strawberry tarts just make you want to cry? – Kiera Cass • Personally I am very fond of strawberries and cream, but I have found that for some strange reason, fish prefer worms. So when I went fishing, I didn’t think about what I wanted. I thought about what they wanted. I didn’t bait the hook with strawberries and cream. Rather, I dangled a worm or grasshopper in front of the fish and said: “Wouldn’t you like to have that?” Why not use the same common sense when fishing for people? – Dale Carnegie • Poetry and music are very good friends. Like mommies and daddies and strawberries and cream – they go together. – Nikki Giovanni • Rice and peas fit into that category of dishes where two ordinary foods, combined together, ignite a pleasure far beyond the capacity of either of its parts alone. Like rhubarb and strawberries, apple pie and cheese, roast pork and sage, the two tastes and textures meld together into the sort of subtle transcendental oneness that we once fantasized would be our experience when we finally found the ideal mate. – John Thorne • Right now I just want to chill for a while. Take a hiatus from all the craziness. To clean my house, see my family. Just see some movies and pick some strawberries. – Lauren Ambrose • She has a laugh so hearty it knocks the whipped cream off an order of strawberry shortcake on a table fifty feet away. – Damon Runyon • She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade beds. When a little money comes in, June buys delicacies, strawberries in the winter, caviar and bath salts. – Anais Nin • Some people tell you you should not drink claret after strawberries. They are wrong. – William Maginn • Sometimes you’ve just got to grab an apple – or grapes, or strawberries. Something that’s healthy but maybe a little bit more adventurous, if you can see fruit as adventurous. – LL Cool J • Soon to come in licorice, orange, cinnamon, and banana, but not strawberry, because I hate strawberries. – Terry Pratchett • Spring is super in the supermarkets and the strawberries prance and glow never mind that they’re all kinda tart and tasteless as strawberries go meanwhile wild things are not for sale anymore than they are for show so i’ll be outside, in love with the kind of beauty it takes more than eyes to know – Ani DiFranco • Strawberries that in gardens grow Are plump and juicy fine, But sweeter far as wise men know Spring from the woodland vine. No need for bowl or silver spoon, Sugar or spice or cream, Has the wild berry plucked in June Beside the trickling stream. One such to melt at the tongue’s root, Confounding taste with scent, Beats a full peck of garden fruit: Which points my argument. – Robert Graves • Strawberry fields forever – John Lennon • Strawberry Fields is anywhere you want to go – John Lennon • Strawberry Shortcake called, she wants her outfit back – Ilona Andrews • Talking of Pleasure, this moment I was writing with one hand, and with the other holding to my Mouth a Nectarine – how good how fine. It went down all pulpy, slushy, oozy, all its delicious embonpoint melted down my throat like a large, beatified Strawberry. – John Keats • Tell me I didn’t imagine it, Leo. Tell me that even though our bodies were in seperate states, our star selves shared an enchanted place. Tell me that right around noon today (eastern time) you had the strangest sensation: a tiny chill on your shoulder…a flutter in the heart…a shadow of strawberry-banana crossing your tongue…tell me you whispered my name. – Jerry Spinelli • Tell you what I like the best – ‘Long about knee-deep in June, ‘Bout the time strawberries melts On the vine, – some afternoon Like to jes’ git out and rest, And not work at nothin’ else! – James Whitcomb Riley • That pipe, just so happens to lead to the room where I make the most delicious flavored chocolate covered fudge.” Then he will be made into strawberry flavoered chocolate covered fudge, they’ll be selling him by the pound, all over the world!” No, I wouldn’t allow it. The taste would be terrible. Can you imagine Augustus flavored chocolate covered gloop? Ew. No one would buy it. – Johnny Depp • The days were sunny, the nights were star-studded. Indeed married life was strawberries for breakfast and loving all the time. – Marabel Morgan • The mystery of God touches us – or does not – in the smallest details: giving a strawberry, with love; receiving a touch, with love; sharing the snapdragon red of an autumn sunset, with love. – Marion Woodman • The night is a strawberry. – Louise Penny • The only vampires I’ve ever seen are the Goths trying to get a glimpse of Anne Rice’s house, who drink strawberry sodas and tell each other it’s blood. – Sherrilyn Kenyon • The police are asking through the bedroom door, why did I make a batch of strawberry daiquiris before I called them? Because we were out of raspberries. Because, can’t they see, it just does not matter. Time was not of the essence. – Chuck Palahniuk • The public never appears to tire of endless courses of strawberries and cream, and the theory that you run the risk of boring people with endless photo montages of the Chelsea Pensioners in their dress reds, or close-ups of a Pimm’s Cup sprouting all kinda of flora, has yet to be proven. People like Wimbledon in the same way they like blue jeans or even their own spouses: for the pleasure yielded by their reliable sameness. – Peter Bodo • The strawberry grows underneath the nettle And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best Neighbour’d by fruit of baser quality. – William Shakespeare • The thing I learned is that the work is getting done by people who dig in and work on a particular project: the people who spend 20 years sustaining a theater for black teenagers in Chicago; the people who reintroduce sticklebacks into Strawberry Creek in Berkeley and then wait patiently for the first egrets to show up. – Robert Hass • Theirs [the Beatles] is a happy, cocky, belligerently resourceless brand of harmonic primitivism… In the Liverpudlian repertoire, the indulged amateurishness of the musical material, though closely rivaled by the indifference of the performing style, is actually surpassed only by the ineptitude of the studio production method. (Strawberry Fields suggests a chance encounter at a mountain wedding between Claudio Monteverdi and a jug band.) – Glenn Gould • There are certain products that it’s worth buying organic just because the alternatives have so much pesticide. There’s a list of the dirty dozen that you can get off the Web. Strawberries, potatoes. A handful of crops that have very high pesticide residues if you don’t buy organic. If you eat that a lot, that’s a good place to invest. – Michael Pollan • There is a tradition in Southern cooking of recipes handed down for generations. And when I make my grandmother’s strawberry pie I feel her right with me. – Kimberly Schlapman • There is nothing particularly wrong with salmon, of course, but like caramel candy, strawberry yogurt, or liquid carpet cleaner, if you eat too much of it you are not going to enjoy your meal. – Daniel Handler • There was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of strawberries beside him, and certain death above him and below. What should he do? went the question. And the reply was, Eat the strawberries. The story had never made sense to him as a boy. It did now. – Neil Gaiman • There’s nothing more satisfying than going to a market and meeting the person who picked the strawberries, or it’s their farm that the strawberries came from, and giving them a fair value in exchange for what they’re giving you. – Billy Corgan • This is really good,” Donovan Caine said, attacking his third strawberry pancake. “You sound surprised,” I said. He shrugged. “I just didn’t think an assassin would be able to cook like this.” “Well, I do get lots of practice with knives. You could say I’m multitasking.” The detective froze, his fork halfway to his mouth. “I’m kidding. I enjoy cooking. It relaxes me. – Jennifer Estep • This Mayagüez gold, my third consecutive with the national team, has a strawberry flavor. – Milagros Cabral • This special feeling towards fruit, its glory and abundance, is I would say universal…. We respond to strawberry fields or cherry orchards with a delight that a cabbage patch or even an elegant vegetable garden cannot provoke. – Jane Grigson • Today While the blossoms still cling to the vine I’ll taste your strawberries I’ll drink your sweet wine A million tomorrows shall all pass away Here I forget all the joy that is mine. Today I’ll be a dandy and I’ll be a rover You know who I am by the songs that I sing I’ll feast at your table I’ll sleep in your clover Who cares what tomorrow shall bring I can’t be contented with yesterday’s glory I can’t live on promises winter to spring Today is my moment and now is my story I’ll laugh and I’ll cry and I’ll sing – John Denver • Truth out of season was sourer than strawberries at Christmas time. – Eleanor Hallowell Abbott • Under the pink Harlequin sunglasses strawberry dangling charms, and sugar-frosted eyeshadow she was really almost beautiful. – Francesca Lia Block • Washington state’s 2nd Congressional District is a major producer of small fruit crops such as raspberries and strawberries. This research center is doing important work to help farmers enhance the quality, yield and marketability of their small fruit crops. – Rick Larsen • We did make use, from time to time, of candles, neckties, scarves, shoelaces, a little water-color paintbrush, her hairbrush, butter, whipped cream, strawberry jam, Johnson’s Baby Oil, my Swedish hand vibrator, a fascinating bead necklace she had, miscellaneous common household items, and every molecule of flesh that was exposed to air or could be located with strenuous search. – Spider Robinson • We do not rejoice in victories. We rejoice when a new kind of cotton is grown and when strawberries bloom in Israel. – Golda Meir • We may say of angling, as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries, Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did; and so, if I might be judge, God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling. – Izaak Walton • What do we look for as reward? Some little sounds, and scents, and scenes A small hand darting strawberry-ward A woman’s aprons full of greens. The sense that we have brought to birth Out of the cold and heavy soil, The blessed fruits and flowers of earth Is large reward for our toil. – Ruth Pitter • When I think back about my immediate reaction to that redheads girl, it seems to spring from an appreciation of natural beauty. I mean the heart pleasure you get from looking at speckled leaves or the palimpsested bark of plane trees in Provence. There was something richly appealing to her color combination, the ginger snaps floating in the milk-white skin, the golden highlights in the strawberry hair. it was like autumn, looking at her. It was like driving up north to see the colors. – Jeffrey Eugenides • When strawberries go begging, and the sleek Blue plums lie open to the blackbird’s beak, We shall live well–we shall live very well. – Elinor Wylie • Who puts strawberries in a salad? Seriously, is this a thing now? Is it a thing I don’t know about? Is it an American thing? It can be. It’s freaking me out. – James Corden • Why did she give up wine for Lent? Polly was more sensible. She had given up strawberry jam. Cecilia had never seen Polly show more than a passing interest in strawberry jam, although now, of course, she was always catching her standing at the open fridge, staring at it longingly. The power of denial. – Liane Moriarty • Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life? – Sylvia Plath • You’ve gotta taste the light, like my friend and fellow shooter Chip Maury says. And when you see light like this, trust me, it’s like a strawberry sundae with sprinkles. – Joe McNally

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