A series of anecdotes with or without any connection to the running of a restaurant.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

What's your carrot?

Marrakesh streets are used by buses, cars, motorbikes, mopeds, bikes, horse-and-carts, donkey-and-carts.
A mish-mash of vehicles that often renders driving a hellish nightmare.

The last time I was there I hired a car and drove a little around downtown MK but mainly on the open road towards the Atlas Mountains. I managed to drive around without scratching the hire car.
The truth is that there is seldom real risk of a serious accident as the traffic unfolds mostly at crawling pace.

Often, at peak times, that is between 8am and 11pm, many a two-lane street is transformed into a four-lane car park where one can dance the salsa to the sounds of the blaring horns, neighing donkeys and bleeting sheep...

Just another facet of colourful MK.

I doctored the above photo using Corel Painter and added a stick and a carrot. This is to jump to the next topic.
What is your carrot? What drives you?

Personally, the minute I find myself sitting still, either my body or my mind longs to be busy.
Busy contemplating the next enterprise, busy travelling in body or mind.
I just hate plateaux.
I don't mind mountains to climb, as in a new challenge.
I enjoy the odd slide, as in a thick slice of recreation, be it travel, partying or gourmet dining.

But plateaux, no thanks...
So, as far as I am concerned, movement, life and vitality... That's what drives me...

So, what's your carrot?


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Blogger Merisi said...

My carrot?
Does it have to be vegetarian?
Can it be alive?

12/12/07 9:58 PM  
Blogger The Aunt said...

Making myself useful.

Sad, I know.

It's what boarding school does to you, if you're sufficiently pliable.

Now I want to eat grated carrot.

13/12/07 11:25 AM  
Blogger Mary said...

My carrots change all the time. I want to accomplish so much.

13/12/07 1:05 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

Merisi, it can be any colour, shape or size carrot. As long as it is yours. ;o)

Aunty, I went to boarding school but it nearly made me useless.
Grated carrot salad with garlic, coriander, caraway, lemon and a drop of olive oil. Ahhhh...

Same here, Mary.
Moving targets, always...

13/12/07 3:07 PM  
Blogger Akelamalu said...

My carrot?

A cry for help - I'm there.

13/12/07 5:42 PM  
Blogger Hayden said...

movement? yep, that's a good way of putting it for me, too. I usually think of it as change.

If I've done it, I typically don't really want to do it again.

Plateaux? Another word for death. I'll stop when I'm dead, but until then....

13/12/07 6:57 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

"To the rescue, here I come!"Akela.

I thought that would be you, Hayden. By movement I meant change, too.
Restless in California.

13/12/07 7:25 PM  
Blogger Merisi said...

Alright, no more kidding: After serious soul-searching, I come to the same conclusion as you, it's movement, life and vitality that I crave light moths the light. I don't want to waste my life standing still without any purpose. Being totally emerged in doing nothing included, as long that's what I need and want at that moment.
My youngest tells me that I had ADD, and my mother explains to whoever is willing to listen, that she hasn't seen me sit still since I grew out of the high chair. Back then, I kept her busy, dropping my spoon, again and again. ;-)

13/12/07 10:28 PM  
Blogger fathorse said...

The future is my carrot - IT'S ON IT'S WAY!!!

13/12/07 11:23 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

I'm glad you came back, Merisi. You had me puzzled.
I knew your carrot would be just that. Movement!
May I add that I think I have ADD too.
You can throw your spoon as far as you want, baby, as long as you don't spit your dummy, you're ok with me.

And you have lots of bright future coming your way, FH.

14/12/07 12:14 AM  
Blogger Merisi said...

I have to come back: I am hooked to the music here. :-)))
It's winter wonderland over here this morning. I hope to get rid of my paperstacks to be able to get out tomorrow.
Have a great weekend.

14/12/07 7:15 AM  
Blogger Merisi said...

I finally went through my CDs, and there is was, Zucchero's "Così Celeste" (Z & Co). Now I have put Evora Casaria on my Christmas wish list for Santa. Wished I could figure out what the lyrics are about!

Thanks for the inspiration! :-)

14/12/07 7:28 AM  
Blogger Hayden said...

yep. very restless in California. time for change.

14/12/07 7:38 AM  
Blogger Cream said...

Thank you, Merisi. I'm really happy you like my choice of music.
Cesaria Evora has become a must in all my playlists.
I don't understand spoken Portuguese but I can get the general meaning from the lyrics.
It is more her voice and her music that stir me.
It is white out there this morning. No snow yet.

Hayden, the change has been happening since you were born. You are one of those people.

14/12/07 8:48 AM  
Blogger la bellina mammina said...

Changes, movements, friends, kids...you name it, that's my carrot, Cream. Carrot cream??...yummy! ;-)

Definitely will make Marrakesh one of the places I wanna visit!!!

14/12/07 8:51 AM  
Blogger zooms said...

My carrots are similar to yours,
hence the nickname Zooms, but occasionally, and assuming the plateaux has been reached by a difficult climb and there is a beautiful view, sometimes it is good to just sit there, quietly, whilst the ideas simmer.

14/12/07 12:36 PM  
Blogger d. chedwick bryant said...

I love walking --hiking in the fresh air-- I especially love when there is so much snow that everyone has to walk !!!! - they are forced to slow down, to gather and linger in our village's fine restaurants ...to warm up and relax!

This doesn't happen often-- A lot of People have these schedules .....still have fond memories of last winter's blizzards --every cafe was packed with happy people--all day long!

14/12/07 2:11 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

Cream of Carrot and Coriander, Bella! Yummy!
I thought you'd be the kind that never stops.

Zooms, when the body is at rest the mind still travels, unravels and questions.

Chedwick, you sound like you can have a great time in Antarctica. Whereabout?

14/12/07 3:43 PM  
Blogger Daphne Wayne-Bough said...

Oh what I'd give to be able to eat a raw carrot right now. Everything has to be pureed in my present condition. Milton Keynes has changed a bit since I was last there.

15/12/07 12:21 PM  
Blogger Christine said...

My carrot changes as well. At the moment my carrot is laughing at my children. Watching them grow and learn. Next is career and travel. Wish me luck! xx

15/12/07 4:25 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

Daphnée, it'll have to be carrot juice then.
Hahaha! MK.
The Ryad that's being renovated is called Maison MK. We met a group of English tourists in Marrakesh and my cousin gave them a card. One of them said: "Maison Milton Keynes?"

Christine, they do change as you go through life as goals and aims are constantly reassessed. Good luck with your career and travel.

15/12/07 5:37 PM  
Blogger Queenie said...

My carrot is sort of orange about 5"s long , although this year we did try a white variety but it got the dreaded fly. Maybe thats the answer, to try other thing, even if it fails!!!

16/12/07 9:55 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

You're right there, Q.
One has to try never mind the result.

17/12/07 12:36 PM  
Blogger ValGalArt said...

i too like to try new things and be active. I paint every day and try to come up with new ways to say the same thing and that keeps me going. You have a more social existence because of your restaurants. Sometimes I go for a few weeks without seeing or talking to anyone but my husband and dog.

17/12/07 7:06 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

Yes, my restaurants give me a lot of interraction with people, customers, staff and suppliers.
But I often think that I would love to be on my own, doing whatever, if only I knew what that "whatever" was.
Your paintings are lovely, Val and you're not alone if you have your husband and Rat for company.

18/12/07 9:32 AM  
Blogger Guyana-Gyal said...

To write, to write, to write. I know, it sounds odd.

18/12/07 8:05 PM  
Blogger Cream said...

Gigi, too right!
One day, it'll be worth it.

18/12/07 11:07 PM  
Blogger Guyana-Gyal said...

You'll never know how these little words have encouraged me, Cream.

Thank you.

19/12/07 6:33 PM  

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