I love change. I love new. I love adventure.
Spaghetti Night never received a proper introduction at our house. New recipes receive preferential treatment with the untested blending of herbs and spices, deep inhalation of the scent produced by simmering sauces followed by the slow savoring of the first bite. Then on to the next culinary adventure! I can’t imagine being so predictable as to reserve Thursdays for spaghetti or Mondays for roast beef. Unbound by fear of a new flavor, my taste buds happily frolic through life with the astounding confidence required to order Big Truck Tacos’ 5th Amendment mystery menu item.
Please don’t tire me with the same ol’ restaurants, but if you do, let it be one with a menu the size of a small book (Cheesecake Factory). I will eventually sample the vast array of offerings; with the exception of Flatire Burgers. No one can be entirely, consistently inconsistent. Flatire’s veggie burger is simply the best I’ve encountered this side of heaven. I’ve never been capable of ordering anything else.
This is my life.
The advantages are obvious. Boredom arrives as an awkward tourist. Out of place and leaving soon. Whenever Boredom attempts to creep in, I know it’s time to move, time to change, time to strive for the next level, time to shake things up. Meeting new people presents intrigue. I love digging into a new acquaintance with a personal question and enjoy the typically honest response. I can travel into deep conversation with a stranger while expecting no follow up encounter. Exploring unknown places captivates my attention more than revisiting a beautiful lake or a second tour of a fascinating historical site. This journey from birth to death holds growth, discovery and revelation.
My husband is Spaghetti Night; my constant, predictable, trustworthy source of permanence. He is the pasta that entwines my spinning fork to give it purpose and substance. Without him I would just be … a spinning fork dancing hither and yon.
I also have a few Flatire veggie burgers in my life whom I love dearly and crave their company. My family is utterly fabulous and worthy of a lifetime of repetition. Each person is capable, dependable and generous. Janice, my stick-with-it-long-term best friend from childhood, stayed by my side in spite of my inconsistencies. Not because of me, but because she is a person of great loyalty with a capacity to deeply love.
My free-spirited ways maintain only a short list of veggie burgers, and they are oh so valuable to me. Long-term relationship investments build interest and become more treasured as time passes. I have a great admiration for those who are capable of managing a long list of assets, like my friend Janice and Virginia Hare.
Virginia is Spaghetti Night on many, many menus. Deep, meaningful relationships make up her vast investment portfolio. At the age of 80 her economy car and family flying privileges transport her to one reunion after another. She has maintained a round-robin letter with five high school friends for 60 years! She corresponds with the woman who was in a hospital bed next to her some 45 years ago and always visits her hula teacher when she goes to Hawaii.
Virginia values people above all else. I look forward to sharing some of her investment strategies with you.