New Pornography and Food Pornography

Oh hello there beauties of the blog world!!!

Today is a glorious day so far…simply because it merely just started and I have the whimsical events from last night still bubbling up in my head.

On the way back from teaching Zumba last night, Banana Boy called me and invited me to The New Pornographers concert. For those of you who are unfamiliar, this Canadian indie-rock group has melodies that sends the ends of your lips into the curl of a smile and bring pure bliss to your ears.

Sit back, relax, and let these melodies float in…

You likey? Here’s another…

The group has about 8 band members that can sufficiently rock your face off, have your hands thrown in the air, eyes closed, swaying side to side and just feeling the music. At least that was us last night.

The gig was played at the venue, “The Rialto,” which is quite famous in Tucson for holding a lot of underground music, as well as many well-known artists. The theater is downtown, smack in the middle of all that is happening on a good Saturday night.

We enjoyed ourselves before the show:

My dates for the evening: Banana Boy (in red), Kev, and Jolene

a decent picture for the books

We enjoyed ourselves during the show:

"I took a plane, I took a train" "Who cares you always end up in the cit-y"

…I said to carl look up for once, see just how the sun sets in the sky…

"I said to John do you think the girls here ever wonder how they got so pret-ty?"

…ah,well I do. Look out upon the myriad harbour. Look out upon the myriad harbour. Look out upon the myriad harbour.

can you find us in the dark?

After the show, we all got a little picture-crayzay.

who needs a cab when you have a piggy back ride?

Banana Boy's finest

After our photo-shoot, we headed over to “The Grill,” which is an old diner downtown that feeds all the hungry children (aka 20-something year-olds) after shows at the Rialto, after the bars get out, and at any other hour of the day.

No picture was taken of the grilled cheese that was split between Jolene and I, nor the handful of tater tots so delightfully dipped in ketchup that brought me back to the good ol’ days of sitting in the cafeteria chatting with my other teeny tiny friends, all sipping on their chocolate milk cartons. Oh, the good days.

Bellies full of food and ears full of the after-concert buzz, we all went to our homes to cuddle up in our beds, with thoughts of pornography floating in our heads.

I awoke this morning completely refreshed, although, now I’m starting to want that afternoon coffee.

My breakfast was an idea I stole from Reggie, that many of you might find weird, and others delicious.

Breakfast Sammy. Tofutti cream "cheese", superfruit jam, and vegan sausage.

smashed together to form a vegan love child. Food Porn.

It was scrumptious. Now I’m off to find some java and face the rest of the day with a Zumba class, maybe some time at the pool, and lots of New Pornography tunes playing in my head.

Question 1 of the day: how many times can I get away with using the word “pornography” in a post? Ok, but seriously.

Question 2: How many new readers do you think I’ll get simply because of searching the term “porn.”

Question 3: Are you really going to answer these questions?

…Alright, I’ll stop.

xoxo

MM ❤

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