Personal Service Announcement ( Becca talks about BohoPoetGirl)

It has come to my attention that a lot of people just don't get it, this blogging thing. Or the writing thing - which is odd because I doubt you all thought Good in Bed by Jennifer Weiner was an autobiography, and yet, here I am, finding my back against the wall yet again with claims I'm embarrassing myself. This is not myself. This is a tiny piece of my personality, exaggerated into a fictional character. Reference my blogroll to sex and the beach if you want to make an attempt to understand what I am talking about. Is Maria De Los Angeles Manola Blahblahblahnick? Hell no! Is she a damn good writer who makes me laugh? Hell yes! Does she agree with plenty of what Manola says, sure! But it doesn't make it HER. I'm trying to find the humor in what I see around me. This blogging thing is my living breathing portfolio. If I wrote about things how they actually happened, you would understand that you'd much rather read about BohoPoetGirl. And I'd much rather write about her. What is fact and what is fiction? Exactly the point. I'll never tell. So if you can't take the heat, get the hell out of Blue Moon Over Miami! Now you've been warned. If anyone brings this up EVER again, I will simply reference you again to this blog post. Perhaps copy it into an email. Esta Todo.

And with that, I wish you all a good evening. I might attend Maria streaming live tomorrow night from her new blog, which she did not bring Manola too btw.


You didn't actually think I drained my pool with a saucepot, or at all, did you??


PS

BohoPoetGirl was just nominated for a content award in the humor category for being a "Hilarious blogger" and "Fab Writer." To those of you that get it, know you are who I am writing for, and why I will never stop writing.
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Bar Food Friday -A Lecture and a Let down

Don't let the title fool you- I had an amazing time on Bar Food Friday. I just didn't have amazing bar food.

I met Manola BBB at the University of Miami's Lowe's Art Museum. A 10$ donation later, and we were listening to a slide accompanied lecture about excavating Egypt. Apparently the study of Egypt, AKA Egyptology, is a fairly new science. Our lecturer spends four months out of his year at Abydos, a dig site located in central Egypt. After the lecture, which was, for lack of a better word, mind blowing, we had a free drink and some appetizers ( most of which were devoured by the time we got through the drink line, which cemented the divide and conquor rule for subsequent events like this one) before perusing the exhibit. It was absolutely amazing to see so much of Petrie's,( the father of Egyptology) findings from his museum in London, on loan to the Lowe Museum. The exhibit is here until November, and I believe the lecture is every Friday at 7pm.

After we were done, we headed over to JJ's American Diner for another drink and some bar , food. I had heard great things about JJ's and was very excited for my sampler which comprised of Fried Mozz, Wings, and Potato Skins... The fried mozz was terrible, congealed cheese covered in soggy sand... The sauce was even worse. The wings I just left sitting there, plain and underfried with what appeared to be nothing more than plain hot sauce on the side. I would refry them, make a sauce, and enthusiastically serve them to hubby later....On to the potato skins, which were definitely fried before filled, in what tasted like a vat of Krispy Kreme oil... The middle was congealed, soggy, and way too thick on the plain potato side..

Thank G&D for good conversation and crappy wine though. That never fails to make my night... Then on the way home, I ran into major traffic. At 11 pm on a Friday night, it took me all of 15 minutes to get to the Gables and about an hour to get home... Welcome to Miami...

Bar Food Friday ( and a bit of a babble)

Forget the beach - the real estates are in South Coral Gables

Today I had my volunteer interview at Fairchild Tropical Botanical Gardens. My Indigo Chica Manola from my favorite pee my pants blog, sex and the beach.
inspired me to start giving back to a world that's been extraordinarily good to me, despite my constant faux pas and outright social blunders....
Before my interview ( that Old Cutler Rd detours and a general fucktardiness regarding directions made me 35 minutes late to) I was offered only a 2 day stint at the July Mango Festival and training in the fall for their Art exhibition during high season, which doesn't start until December.

And skip or bear with this digression/ Detour

... I will be working in the Conservation Nursery for the summer, then move on to the Challenge office in the end of August...I will also be judging and helping coordinate the challenge... The challenge is it's own post, so those with ??? pls be patient or visit Fairchild Tropical Botanical Garden's Website
Because I'm about to lose my own attention writing and can only assume it's worse for my readers..

I'm impressed you lasted through my major tangent of a detour. I know how much being detoured sucked today and yet here I am, detouring my readers from the promised blog... The 1st ever bar food friday....

But I have had such a stellar week - getting noticed by South Florida Daily Blog, making like minded smart funny artistic friends I had no idea I would ever meet outside of the fabled education snobbery of New England, getting a quarter of my site hits over three months in the last 5 days.... So I'm pushing my boundaries like a child.... and praying my loyal readers will indulge me and give me a lollipop.

Friday Night's Bar Food

I almost blew barfood friday b/c the moment I got to Fox's, ( Miami's 2nd oldest bar) to meet Manola, I ordered French Onion Soup ( about which I have this OCD need to always declare it's not as good as my own as I hungrily devour every drop) and was two thirds of the way in before I realized Bar Food Friday calls for a pic of the food before I rip into it like a hungry cheetah...
What I would soon learn is that with Manola, I was in the kind of company that can make hours fly by in the taking of a breath or a long sip of Pinot... And happy hour was upon us as soon as you could say Blue Moon over Sex on the Beach.

Along with two for one everything the special happy hour bar food of the day at Fox's was "Mini Castle Burgers" ( that thankfully, aren't microwaved mass market white castle burgers from Publix)
Above is a pic of these little burgers, music to my mouth and horror flick to my size 26 True Religions....

They were quite possibly the best mini burgers or "sliders" ( which always makes me think of a vodka shot with an oyster and hot sauce in it) I've ever had.... Fox's is definitely doing a major disservice to themselves to even refer to anything remotely resembling the words 'white' or 'castle'. It was served as one pull apart chunk in four sections; pickles, tasty perfectly seasoned burger patties and melted american cheese on each. Ketchup, mustard, and mayo was on the side... For four glasses of pinot, 3 chardonnays, french onion soup, and the burgers, our bill only came to 43$ w/ tax and there may even be another round involved I am blocking out...

The food was great, the bar was vampire dark ( which I love when drinking on a Friday afternoon at 4) and the bartender and regulars friendly as you might expect in Georgia, but certainly not Miami... After I devoured said burgers ( Manola was the picture of self control and only had one bite of one) the sky stopped having it's water break on Miami's head and we headed out to our original plan, Matheson Hammock state park.. At which there was no hammocks, and the conversation too priceless to share with the blogosphere....


Verdict: Fox's Happy Hour, mucho drinks, plenty of food, nice dark comfy cozy atmosphere, and patrons = 43$ before tip

Conversation with Manola = priceless

Even though M is way too cool for cheesy credit card commercial parodies, I hope she will let this one slide... if she's not too busy finding hurricane season BF.... My vote is for Jensen Ackles from Supernatural....