A day at the beach: Part II


Of fries, hats and ice creams.

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Continuing from the previous post, our Dewey Beach trip was cut short because of the rains. Though we retired to the car, we were not ready to call it a day. So we headed to Rehoboth Beach, sensing, and praying, that the rain had lost its momentum already.

We parked our car, and walked along the street, dropping in and out of the side shops in search of the perfect hat. We finally found one in an inconsequential shop, and paired it with two adorable summer dresses.  With shopping covers in hands, we walked, amid a crowd of people, and a squabble of low-flying seagulls.

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A sudden pang for sour patches, we stopped at Candy Kitchen and got one pack of sugar coated colorful chewy bursts of sourness. On a sugar high, there was a spring in our steps, and a shrillness in our voices. We marched with purpose towards the stall from which emanated a mouth-watering smell of freshly made fries. Somewhere between munching the crispy fries from Thrashers and chewing the sour candies, we tried to feed the seagulls that hovered fearlessly above our heads.

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And to mark a perfect end to the day, we headed to an ice cream shop. Here, we spun the rotating wheel, and waited with baited breath watching the needle closely, as it decided our fate. The wheel got us ice creams with hideous names such as ‘Booger’ (ewww!) and ‘This ish is off the hook’. Surprisingly, in stark contrast to the name, they felt like small scoops of heaven in our mouth.

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Next, to spice up the day, we gathered up all the courage we had, readied our tongues, signed a waiver and ordered a sample of ‘Devil’s breath’ which, as it turns out, is made from one of the hottest edible ingredients: carolina reaper pepper. True to the hype, it was tongue-numbing-ly hot. Hot enough to have us miss the comfort of our home, and the normalcy of our tongues.

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The end.

 

Take it easy


And have a coffee.


Finding art in trash Challenge: #7

Ten Espresso capsules in one sleeve. We buy 12 such. A coffee capsule is something that you put inside the mouth of an Nespresso machine, to get a hot cup of Espresso out. Every morning, while I empty a packet of White peony tea into a hot cup of water, my husband feeds the coffee machine two Espresso capsules — the result is a potion of Arabica and Robusta that wipes out any remnants of last night’s sleep.

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The sleeves that contained the capsules.

Over months, the number of capsules decrease, and the number of empty sleeves of Indriya (coffee from India), Kazaar (from Brazil) and Vanilio (from Central and South America) increase. Stacked one on top of the other, it’s soon a mountain of proof of the amount of caffeine consumed by us. I use them to make a home decor that, just like the capsules, helps one kick start the day with a sense of lightness and cruise through it with ease.

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The illustration is inspired by a pin I stumbled upon on Pinterest.