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Regrets? Should One Have Any?

23 Saturday Apr 2016

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We have all done at least one thing that we wish we hadn’t, correct?  Perhaps we have each done more than one thing – many more, even.  Every day we are faced with choices – sometimes we know which to make, other times we don’t.  We might even ask the advice of friends and family, possibly strangers, but we do not always adhere to the advice given.  In fact, oftentimes we get advice that we don’t even ask for!

As my blog is meant to be light-hearted, I’m going to leave serious business choices and decisions out of this entry.  Let’s look at people’s personal lives, shall we?  Much more interesting, right?  Don’t get all self-righteous on me here, folks.  I’m not going to pick one particular person out of the crowd, but rather I’m going to ‘speak’ in loose terms about scenarios that we have all seen.

Let’s talk about love choices.  Surely, we can all relate.  Picture a young boy pouring his heart out to one young girl after another, only to find himself broken-hearted, over and over again.  Picture a woman in the same position.  How much more disappointment can one take, after years of this?  What could they possibly be doing wrong?  In some cases, not a thing.  So, should one simply keep one’s heart guarded by never exploring any romantic opportunities?  Perhaps.  However, if you’re going to do that, make up your mind that you will find happiness, regardless.  It comes from within, doesn’t it?

Now, what about the times when you head into something that you know is going to lead to a ‘train-wreck’?  Your friends are telling you that he’s a player (or she!).  The guy (or gal) hurt your friend years ago, so why do you think their treatment of you will be any different?  The man (or woman) is married, but somehow you either convince yourself that it’s just a fling for you (in that case, there are 7 billion people in the world and a huge number are adults and single, so what exactly is the appeal of a married person?), or you believe that he/she will leave their spouse for you, because you are oh so in love (um…..you put yourself in that position to ‘fall in love’ you doofus!  It did not just happen all by its magical self!!).  Should you tear yourself up over these situations?  That’s morally debatable, because, of course, we really should be mindful of our fellow-man/woman and their feelings.  It’s called empathy.

However, life and the actions we take are not so straight-forward for many.  The emotions that our brains deal to us are very powerful and convincing.  Yes, some of us make rash decisions, giving them little thought, while others over-analyse every detail to the point of doing nothing, almost.  Consequently, we might then, the next day or years later, wish that we had done something different.  Is this right?  Should we beat our breasts and chests over the choices we have made in the past?  Or, should we simply learn to never have any regrets in life?

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Dance, Dance, Dance: Le Diner en Blanc…Not Just a Posh Picnic

18 Monday Apr 2016

Posted by becyberbright in Fashion, Food, Life

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What’s so special about everyone dressing in white, anyway?
Why would I worry about coming up with a menu and cooking fancy food to carry in a cooler to a secret location, when I can either stay at home to eat it, or go to a restaurant?
Why would I want to even pack said picnic, including all the china, crystal and silverware needed for five courses, for four people?
What’s the point of trying my hand at a table centrepiece when I am soooo not artistic?
Once again, why would I want to lug all of this there and back, to then deal with the washing up in the wee hours of the morning?

The truth is, my friends and I didn’t look at it like that. Excitement for the event was too great for us to be too concerned with the logistics.

Two weeks before Le Diner en Blanc Kingston 2016 was set to take place, I thought to myself that I’d quite like to go. I’d read about the concept a number of years ago and in 2015 it made its debut in Kingston, Jamaica. So, when I saw one of the organisers at the Sunnation Breakfast Party, I asked if I could attend. I wasn’t sure which of my friends would join me, but I knew that my husband would not. As he said, when I threw the idea out there, I could ‘Kiss his @&$$’ if I thought he’d be caught dead wearing white. When my cousin called me a couple days later and asked if I would go, it was a done deal. Before long, we were a party of four gals planning a gourmet picnic.

Throughout the short process to prepare for the evening, there was no shortage of conversations with naysayers. This did not deter me, as I am a lady who likes to picnic, I am lady who loves to try new things and I am a lady who was trained to cook and cater for such an event. Doing it for four people was a no-brainer, but the truth is, we divvied up the tasks and, in doing so, we had a blast.

The menu was the easiest thing upon which to decide, as was the execution of cooking it all.

L’Hors d’oeuvre: Prosciutto Wrapped Dates Stuffed with Goat’s Cheese
L’Entree: Sushi Rolls – Griddled Lobster & Scallion and Smoked Marlin & Cucumber

Le Plat Principal: Thinly Sliced Bleu Beef Filet with a Thai Dressing
Roasted Vegetable Quinoa with Mint, Lemongrass & Chadon Beni
Le Plateau de Fromages: Goat, Manchego, Brie & Grapes
Le Dessert: Chocolate, Coconut & Raspberry Bark
Mini Chewy Chocolate Meringues

The tableware was as simple – we had everything.
The centrepiece for the table – use what we had and not worry about what we couldn’t get.
Vessels in which to carry all of the above – initially there were the ‘OMG’ moments, but between a picnic backpack, a pull-along cooler, a picnic basket and an oversized white handbag, we would be good. Somehow, the four of us would manage to carry it all.

Of course, there was the question of what-to-wear? Personally, I have a lot of white clothes – one item in particular is my favourite thing to don – my white Julan jumpsuit. I do not, however, own all-white shoes, so I borrowed some Italian heels from a friend. Nor do I own a white handbag in any shape or form, so I borrowed that too. The other three ladies were also sorted on that front, but I felt that we needed to add something. We needed a signature look. I set out to find four identical white sunglasses that would make us stand out. Well, I found them alright – from a man in downtown Kingston.

On said evening, before sunset, we were on one of the buses heading to the secret venue. While there was much chatter about where we would be going, none of us on the bus could have anticipated that we would be dining at the Usain Bolt track on UWI grounds. Practically thought out, the layout of the land was such that adjacent long tables (reminiscent of my English boarding school and Hogwart’s) could be set up by all one thousand of the participating diners.

Guests moved swiftly to transform trestle tables into beautifully elegant dining tables, adorned with various decorations that organically flowed from one person’s vision to those of the strangers sitting next to them, into what one could only describe as a magical union. The uniformity achieved by this all-white affair was quite apparent. Surrounding us all, the organisers had assembled a framework of lights and decor to encompass our efforts perfectly. The details were just really well thought out, none of which surprised me, frankly. If you knew anything about the two couples who spear-head this event in Kingston, you’d expect the same. They know what they are doing.

What I did not expect, despite having seen photos of people dancing in past DeB events and despite the fact that there was a huge dance floor set up at this DeB event, along with a stage upon which the DJ station was placed, was the party that ensued after eating. You want an OMG moment – this was it. Dressed as if we were all only there to chow on our posh picnics, drink Champagne, wine and sparkling water, and pose off in our white-wears for the countless social-media camera men and women invited to be there, we carried on as if we were either at carnival or in the most pumping nightclub known to man (and woman!). We danced, we danced and we danced some more…….and my plan is to keep dancing until Le Diner en Blanc 2017.

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Muslims are not to fly? How Idiotic!

10 Sunday Apr 2016

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Imagine arriving at Montego Bay airport, checking your bags, collecting your boarding pass and then going through security, only to be stopped and searched like a criminal because you forgot to take your water bottle out of your bag.  Snore, snore……it’s happened to most of us.  They have to make sure none of us are drug mules!

Okay, so now imagine continuing on through the airport and just before walking the gangway, where the officials check boarding passes, you are stopped again.  Your carry-on bag is too big and must be checked.  Snore, snore, again……always happens to Jamaicans, right?  We have plenty spice bun, patties and banana chips to carry to our foreign relatives!

Now imagine this game changer:  you are asked if you are a Jamaican.  You are, so you say “Yes,” but then you ask, “Why?”

Well, imagine an answer like this:  “A passenger just came to me and asked why you were stopped by the security, if you’re Muslim and if we’re going to allow you on the plane.”

Bam!

This did actually happen.  It happened to a young friend of mine who is in her twenties.  As you can well imagine, she was shocked and horrified, as am I, frankly.

Firstly, she is not Muslim, nor does she fit the profile of how someone who is Muslim looks.  That said, anyone can be Muslim – after all, it’s a religion, not a race.  What would have been the ‘safe’ way to look?  Blond haired and blue eyed?  That stinks of Nazism.

Secondly, even if she were Muslim, did the passenger who made the idiotic remark really believe that she should not be allowed on the plane?  Ergo, anyone of Muslim faith should not be allowed to fly on any aeroplane?  “Attention all potential passengers.  Unless you are blond with blue eyes, you will not be allowed to board the plane.”  Where was this idiotic passenger from, anyway?  America?  It was a flight headed for South Carolina.  And from where could this mentality stem?  Trump springs to mind.  Let’s face it, fellows, the man has a whole heap of supporters.  I don’t honestly think he will ever win the Presidential Election in November, but he still has millions of people who endorse his idiotic ideals.  This idiotic passenger must be one of them.  I know that I keep using this word – idiotic – but you find me a better description!

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