Monday, January 1

RABBIT! RABBIT!

this is IT!
the first one.
the big debut!
2018 is now officially on the menu!!!
the first day, of the first month of the new year,
with a new page on a new calendar,
and all new opportunities creepin' it the cut, just waiting to be discovered.
huh?
no,
we're not all-new all-different suddenly-amazing evolutionary prodigies.
nope.
we're all still the exact same worthy warrior poets;
but that's sort of the point, right?
today's the day, but only because we want it to be...
so, here we are, and you'd better be damned sure we all simultaneously spat out
those syllables that summon spectral echoes of infinity,
attracting abundance and excellence in an ultramagnetic full super-wolf-moon gravity well.
pulling in and holding close all the good sh!t that we can imagine.
y'know what i mean?
we said the magic words, like we always do, because rules is rules.
yup.
out loud, we spit that hot fire into the aether:
rabbit! rabbit!
werewolfen cultivated coincidences under the blue light of the perfect circle in the sky.
that's what we do.
wanna know what else we do?
we FEAST, like burly berserkers, famished, ferocious,
and fully committed to superior shark-gluttony-
that's no joke.
big bites, very little chewing, and then on to the next morsel.
F* yeah.
our new year's eve traditions are cherished.
we hang out extra hard, laughing and eating and generally savoring the time and space
we occupy as a family.
and it's pretty flippin' great.
recently, as in, these last few years,
we've taken to dominating heroic heaping helpings of radical, plant-based,
shamelessly shamanic and sorcerous expert vegan sushi!!!
YEAH!!!!
and when we have a sushi party,
we reallly have the big action activation turnt all the way up to eleven.
that's our thing, as you're all already well aware.
too much is the right amount,
and the teleport needs you to check it right quick:

WU-TANG!!!!!!!
10 massive futomaki monstrosities, packed and rolled to maxxximum capacity!
i mean it,
there's every kind of awesome all wrapped up in one spot!
seriously,
just LOOK at these sweet mamma-jammas:
black rice makes for a purple reign, like it's 1999, and we're about to party!
dudes!
homemade vegan sriracha mayo is dope.
homemade smoked-paprika/turmeric mayo is TILTY af.
american horseradish wasabi is rad.
and matcha mayo runs the jewels fast, kids.
real talk, these might've been the most stellar rolls to date.
what a way to end the year.
take another 'nother peek at these jauns:

c'mon!
C'MON!!
C'MON!!!
C'MON!!!!
that's that good-timey expert new hottness for your face, bro!
and the very best part?
there's just so effin' much of it!
biggest, most beautifullest, and also, MORE of it.
that's how you send 2017 to the graveyard, man.
you like that?
me too.
here's a whole exxxtra plate of this majestic royal boomfire:

YES.
we had the best time.
smooth sailing in the creation, due to an early a.m. mise en place.
on the ones, i get a little fancy from time to time.
the broth-boiled tapioca roe?
yessir. that's my gift to you.
because NOT MUNCHING SALTY FISH EGGS,
whilst still getting that perky bubble texture is the right call to make for your soosh, y'all.
in addition,
there's sesame-seared asparagus;
roasted sweet potato;
baked homestyle teriyaki tofu;
radish;
cucumber;
orange AND purple AND yellow carrot;
pea tendrils;
watercress;
cilantro;
microgreens;
and AVO-F*ING-CADO;
like i said: expert.
bamboo rice is the TRUTH.
it's green, it's fragrant, it's sticky, it's almost fruity, with a delicate and delectable flavor.
made with bamboo juice, it's also the prime element of my signature green roll.
and that's the stuff that dreams are made of:

s'kyoot!
s'DREEEEEEEEEAAMY!
s'good!
that matcha green tea powder in the sauce is the right decision.
and all the green everything means we're enriching our whole world
with chlorophyl and nutrients and sh!t with every bite!
i love that.
-
wait,
are y'all my nigiris, or what?
y'feel me?
i'm sayin',
where's my little artworks at?
oh. right here:

it's like a set of tiny pretty presents just waiting for you!
i bring it, with thunder and lightning,
with a dedicated devotion to detail that's frighteningly enlightening.
guys,
don't eat ugly food.
that's what i'm suggesting to you at this time, as a possible resolution for this new year.
mmhmmm.
***********
we stayed up,
we said rabbit rabbit,
we sipped sparkling cider.
that's our thing.
it's so much nicer NOT being around alcohol-
on the real, for the umpteen-somethingieth repetition:
it's ok not to drink.
and every year, at home, with my people,
which included harvest, and maple, and nate, and kayla this year-
as well as crabtree the terribly dumb and demanding dog,
i rang in the new hottness,
and said sayonara to the ol' busted jauns,
with a clear head, a clearer conscience, and open mind,
an open hand, an open heart,
and a family of fine folks who've decided to just be dope alongside me.
today is the day.
just like every day,
only newer and nicer (and colder) than most.
it's all really happening,
and it's just the beginning of MORE of all of this.
i am grateful for the time i have been given,
and for the close-knit crew of wolf-moon lunatics who're standing next to me
as all the poetry of really real Folk Life & Liberty unfolds into the future.
happy new year;
never ever quiet, never ever soft.....

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