Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Yes, Please: Chet Faker - Gold (Official Music Video)

I'm not sure what's going on in this video but there's rollerskating.  And that's enough for me.



Lyrics from "Gold" by Chet Faker

you gotta know 
I'm feeling love 
made of gold
I'll never love 
another one
another you
it's gotta be love
I said it
I might as well be in our garden
I said a smell in the air is dripping rose
you could be the one for me
another soul to be my void in
of anything there is made of gold
a physical kiss is nothing without it
and you close your eyes to see what it's done
the body that lies is built up on looking
it's all that remains before it's begun

Disclaimer: Lyrics are how are I hear it unless noted. Could be wrong.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Yes, Please: Hideaway by Kiesza

This is my latest jam.  It's impossible to watch the video just once.  The lyrics and the choreography are just too catchy.



Lyrics from Kiesza's song Hideaway
Taking me higher than I've ever been before
I'm holding it back just want to shout out "Give me more"
You're just a hideaway
You're just a feeling
You let me heart escape beyond the meaning
Not even I can find a way to stop the storm
Oh baby it's out of my control
What's going on
But you're just a chance I take to keep on dreaming
You're just another day that keeps my breathing
Baby, I love the way that there's nothing sure
Baby, don't stop me
Hide away with me some more

So in love with this song and these others.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Fried Mortadella and Grits

Sometimes it seems like ingredients just fall into my lap.  First, we ordered mortadella at Ladybird Friday night.  Before we finished the serving I had already decided to buy some from The Spotted Trotter cause it was that good.  Then Saturday while volunteering with Global Growers CSA I received a fresh bag of stone ground grits.  Meat + Grits = Hot Sunday Lunch.

veal mortadella with stone ground grits
I bought the veal mortadella (dotted with pistachios) from The Spotted Trotter this morning and pan-pan-fried it with a little butter.  The creamy stone ground grits were made like this.  Southern, local and perfect for a cold afternoon.