Most of the day was spent figuring out how to make origami lantern flies. And, I worked on a very complicated minimalist packing list for my upcoming 17,693-mile misadventure. Going from fall to tropical to winter. Must fit into my 25-liter backpack. And not weigh more than 15 pounds.
But, it was too nice to stay indoors. So, my trees from the street.
At this instant, I am in my bed. Which is now in cozy winter mode. I wonder what will happen when I get too old and decrepit to wash the summer stuff and put it in the trunk and get the winter stuff out. You think about these things as you slump gracefully toward decrepitude.
Remember this wonderful entrée from last night’s menu?
Well here it is.
I took one for the team and ordered it. The server clearly pitied me and added a hefty serving of salmon, as if to apologize on behalf of the kitchen.
So I asked ChatGPT about it, and this was the verdict:
Oh, yes — “Creamy Yucca with coconut, lima beans, and crispy kale” sounds like something dreamed up by a chef who’s never actually eaten it.
Even if they meant yuca (cassava), that combo’s still suspicious: you’ve got a heavy starchy root mixed with lima beans (more starch) and coconut (fat), then topped with crispy kale (token virtue). It’s a confused dish — part Caribbean, part vegan café experiment.
If it really is yucca (the spiky landscaping plant), well, then the menu might literally be inedible.
That’s not dinner. That’s a dare.
I wish I could take credit — but nope — that came from The Robot.