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ashes to ashes

‘pick three items, lucas’.

he was already up off the couch and heading towards the kitchen.  this is dave at his best.

after street soccer on sunday night, dave came over to hang out for a bit.  he’s not living in the best of neighborhoods at the moment and as much time spent away, the better.  we debate whether or not it’s better than him living at the shelter.  the shelter was recently shot up.  7 rounds into the front of the building in a drive-by.  we side with his present location but have started apartment hunting again.

dave is an incredible cook.  everything he has ever made me to eat has been nothing less than amazing.  everything.  and he can do it with next to nothing in the kitchen.  he thrives off of making tasty dishes with as little as possible.  i think its his game.  it’s a fun game when you’re the one eating good food.

dave teaches me a bit about cooking.  he believes cooking is really easy and attempts to convince me of his truth.  after 10 minutes im pretty sure i can cook just as well as him.  power of persuasion takes another one down.

1o  minutes later we are eating a delicious meal.  kat and i compliment dave as we scarf down his recent creation.  he humbly brushes it off likes it’s nothing.  he picks up my guitar and starts playing some of his original licks.  he’s a good musician, too.

good times.  community at it’s finest.

dave has been making it more of a habit to come hang out.  i like that.  in the past, dave would disappear from months on end.  when you work with guys on the street it plays with your mind when your friends disappear for a while.  you dont know if they’re dead or alive.

the longer you do not hear from them, the deeper your fears become.

i hope dave keeps this habit up.

 

i lost another one of my friends back in east van last week.  wally had a lot of health problems when i first met at first united, constantly in and out of the hospital.  he had a very gentle spirit about him and a calming voice.  he always looked on the bright side of things, aware of but not willing to settle for the darker side of reality.

every time i asked wally how he was doing, he always answered ‘copasetic’.  i had to look up the word in the dictionary to figure out what he meant.  completely satisfactory.  when i pressed further what he meant, he told me that no matter what life threw at him, he wasn’t going to get too high on life nor would he go too low.  everything has a purpose, he would tell me.

i think he found great comfort in that.  i do too.

wally was another member of the first nations crew that spent their time drinking rubbing alcohol and mouth wash.  im not sure if it was the alcoholism that killed him or the cancer that ate away at his body.  im not sure what’s worse.

i’m pretty sure i could write a big, long post about wally that i did about africa but i don’t feel like doing that today.  i’m going to keep these memories inside for now.

 

lent started today.  happy ash wednesday.

i decided to give up losing any more friends for 40 days.  hopefully this works.

your prayers are appreciated.

 

you’ll be missed, wally.  dearly missed..

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something for saturday

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

815am. ugh.. snooze.

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

845am. how did 30 minutes just go by that fast? i just closed my eyes. this doesnt feel fair. when i push my snooze button i expect to feel like a rest a bit longer. some times (today included) i feel like i lost sleep. how the heck does that work?

coffee will fix this.

quick grocery excursion to grab bananas, oranges, milk and secret items for luke’s famous french toast. walk home is too cold for my liking. felt like -20. why does the wind only come out in the winter time when i most dont want to feel it, but when its summer and humid as all heck the breeze is no where to be found? i could do a top ten list of reasons why i hate the wind but i think that would tangent too far away from the point of this post.

calm meadows.

im going to stop complaining now.

there. done.

kat is almost done with the hash browns as i get home and start the french toast. i usher her out of my way so i can commence cuisine making (aka french toast fantasticness). my kitchen is on the small size so sharing the kitchen with someone else gets rather tight. friends start showing up just as the first piece of toast begins to be frenched. by the time we all have coffee and sitting in the living room, breakfast is served.

mm, french toast.

breakfast in the morning with brothers and sisters is as good as a saturday can get, in my opinion. pretty awesome to come together to dig into the word and push each other spiritually when we could be sleeping in. sets the tone for the rest of the weekend for me.

reconciliation.

peace.

hope.

i live in a society that promises me that consuming and more consuming will fill that hole inside of me. consume tv, booze, music, cell phones, internet, etc, etc, ad nauseum.. many people buy into it because they feel they have to place their hope in something. the promises are almost too much to ignore. we want more so we consume more. gimme, gimme gimme. what are we left with? hope hangover. the buzz doesnt last. the high isnt high enough.

of course its not!

hope cant be found in cars, cribs and cash. we were made for much deeper things. when will we realize that? we werent meant to wade in the shallow end all our lives, and yet some of us are content to sit there with our intertube around our waists and water wings fastened snug around our arms, dreaming of the day when we will go swimming in the deep end. stop sitting in the end where everyone pees and splash your way out to the open waters.

forget the rat race. if you dont compete, you win. sounds backwards, i know, but trust me on this one – stop running. ‘seek the things that are above’, said paul from tarsus. he was a man who knew a few things about true hope and where it is found. good man to take advice from.

seriously, stop running. look up. our redemption draws near.

thats something to place our hope in, over and over again.

marantha!

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