Besa Mi Culo

Jessica and Carey just left my home. We watched “The Upside of Anger.” It was a really well done film. If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend it. Earlier in the evening, we had dinner at P.M. Café and I had the pleasure of watching the sky on my way home. It is storming here in Nashville tonight and there was a beautiful display of lightning on the horizon.

The weekend has been very good and I am not yet ready to part with it. But it has slowly crept away leaving behind a cascade of past events. Friday night, there was the crazy party we crashed on Belmont Boulevard. It was a fairly large keg party. For the first time, I saw Carey with a date almost twice the age (ok not quite) of the girls he normally goes out with. She was a very sweet (almost 40 - but didn’t look like it) young lady. We invited a few other friends to join us. Irene and Sandra (from Peru and Columbia respectively) met us there. We have not partied together in months, so it was definitely awesome!

Carey and I brought a hookah to the party with some peach flavored Turkish tobacco. The hookah was quite popular. It got more action than most, but not all, of the people there. At one point, it even got manhandled a bit too aggressively by some drunken kid. Since it was a virgin hookah on its maiden voyage, I though it would be appropriate to give it a name. While we were thinking of names, I realized there was already one inscribed on it, Nour, which in Arabic means light. This incidentally is also Carey’s Sufi name.

The music at the party was good. We danced, we sang Spanish songs, talked the night away and had a blast. At around 2 a.m. the cops came to bring peace to the rest of the neighborhood. They were quite nice, but they did ask everyone to go. We headed to the French house, a couple of miles away and hung out for a little bit and then called it a night.

The rest of the weekend was relatively tame. We watched Ice Age 2 Saturday night, walked at Shelby Park, went shopping for furniture, and had a short workout at the gym. The weekend was also a gastronomic feast of Asian food. We had Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese, Thai and Philippine food. Selene, who spent the last 2 days with me, had a craving for tapioca, South East Asian style. So we went on a quest for ingredients at Global Market (which was not easy to find). I prepared an exotic dessert with tapioca, sugar nut palms, coconut jelly, caramelized coconut milk and a few other ingredients. I miss this stuff so much and have not taken the time to prepare it lately. I am happy that everyone enjoyed it.