singed hair and escargot

I know I have been a little quiet lately, and I apologize for that. I have been a little busy lately. Although when I sit down to write about it doesn’t seem like that much has been going on. It’s amazing how life can become a big blur if you let it. In fact that’s what the past few weeks feel like, a big blur. A lot has happened since my last post.

A couple of weeks ago I went to a new friend’s house here in Indy to celebrate his birthday. I was honored to be asked as I am still a relatively new friend, and the majority of people at the party were family. It was a good time. It is also where the singed hair comes into play.

As the party was going on we decided to start a little fire so that everyone could make some smores. (I don’t know if that is how you spell it since MS Word says it is spelled wrong.) Anyway, my friend Steve and I said we would light it. So we set out to build a fire in the fire pit that had been set up. There were a few big logs there, but there really weren’t any smaller logs to be found. We did find a bail of straw, but decided that wouldn’t keep the fire going long enough to start to big logs. We needed something to really get this thing going. Someone suggested gasoline. Steve found a can of gas and oil mix. All you pyros alreally know where this is going don’t you? He poured on the fuel and handed me the lighter. He said later that he didn’t think I would actually light it.

I placed myself at what I thought was a safe distance and pulled the trigger on the lighter, and with a big ball of fire that shot in the air the fire started and so did a small portion of my hair. Luckily the fire that singed my hair was a quick burn unlike the fire that was growing steadily on the logs in the fire pit. I remember feeling heat, hearing a cracking, and thinking…Oh my! I just lost my eye brows.

As it turns out it really was just a singe, not a flame up thank goodness. I think I would have lost it if I had torched my whole head. The gal who cuts my hair noticed, and I had to explain to her why she had to cut singed hair off my head. For the most part it is back to normal. I bet most of you didn’t even notice. It’s just a little shorter on one side than the other, but it will grow back. No worries.

By the way we never did have smores that night, but the fire was still going when my friend Steve and I left.

Since my last post I was also able to help celebrate my friend Steve and his wife’s anniversary. I wanted to take them out to eat for their anniversary, so we went to a place they like called The Oceanaire.

http://www.theoceanaire.com/

It’s a great seafood restaurant. It is another great restaurant worth your visit if you are in town. I tried a few new things there that night. I had smoked sturgeon. It was great, but of course the more unique item that I tried for the first time that night was the escargot.

I didn’t think I would like it at all, but I found that if I didn’t think about what I was eating it was quite delicious. I know that doesn’t sound like a raving review, but if you only knew how much I was opposed to eating anything like that before you would know that I have come a long way. Just ask my mom! It was very good though. I recommend trying it some time, and The Oceanaire is a good place if you are in town.