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“One Man’s Trash is Another Man’s Treasure.”

Value is placed upon many different things. The old saying, “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure,” never rang truer.

Some place a great store of worth on the people in their lives, family, friends, and acquaintances.

Others tend to appreciate a nice car, a fine house, or a flashy boat.

Gourmet cooking will be enough to satisfy some foodies. This I know to be true as I fancied myself a chef, learning to cook dishes such as: beef wellington, spanakopita, white pizza, copper river salmon, whole hogs, grilled lobster, and clams carbonara, to mention a few.

Pleasure is derived from music, theater, and a great many other disciplines in the entertainment field.

One valuabled item, the diamond, owes its pricing to the quantity allowed into the market to sell. According to cleanorigin.com, this is attained by releasing only enough diamonds to satisfy the diamond demand, causing the illusion of seemingly lower supply.

Medium.com tells us, “Diamonds are intrinsically worthless.” Former De Beers chairman (and billionaire) Nicky Oppenheimer, once succinctly explained, “Diamonds aren’t forever. They actually decay, faster than most rocks.”

Well, there you have it. I wonder if diamonds are still a girl’s best friend? Being a guy, if I had my druthers, I’d take a soft-shelled crab sandwich over jewelry any day, but that’s just me.

Have a great week and don’t forget, God adores you and wants the best for you!

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Talk About Being in the Right Place at the Right Time . . . “Burp!”

I caught the cooking bug a few years back and dove head first into the world of gourmet food. I became a foodie and followed that trail for quite a few years. The job I had at the time fell in place with fine wine and dining. Talk about being in the right place at the right time . . . “burp!”`

I found myself able to travel the country sampling exceptional eats and drink.

One of my earlier novels contained several large banquets of exotic fare due to a post-apocalyptic earth. I received several reviews that thought the book needed to reduce the time characters spent sitting around a table shoving their faces full of food.`

I still enjoy fine dining occasionally, but my pallet thankfully has reverted to enjoying simpler fare. Give me a well-dressed hot dog or brat. If not a dog, then a perfectly grilled burger, toppings unlimited.

 I do have to draw the line at certain fast food. If the material used to prepare my meal is shipped by tractor trailer, frozen and ready to drop into hot grease, it’s probably not for me. If the burger whinnies and the chicken’s . . . well, not really chicken beyond a reasonable doubt, I’d probably pass it by.

If I’m in the mood for a pizza and the eateries offering more resembles or worse tastes like Bisquick and Ketchup, I’ll make a B-line to an Italian restaurant where English is a foreign language.

I grew up on grandma’s fried chicken. What I find most ironic in this day and age is your average person either cannot or will not attempt to fry a piece of chicken. This usually arises for fear of overcooking the outside and the inside remaining underdone.

Here’s where I pile kudos on top of the fried chicken, fast food industry. They have cooking chicken down to such a science; a high school student can fry a perfect batch without fail. Come to think of it, I’m getting a taste for something crunchy like, with a good bit of spice . . . gotta go, have a great week!

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