Nachos Are Naturally Nice @ Green Chile Kitchen!

Food photography is exceptionally challenging. But, when you have such enticing subject matter put before you, grab that point & click & give it your best shot. Just looking @ this makes me hungry. Their nachos are naturally good, because they are made from the finest of organic ingredients AND you have the pleasure of being served by a first-rate staff in a happy & pleasant environment. There’s something for almost everybody! Best New Mexican cuisine in the City! Salud!

Eat well & be happy @ Green Chile Kitchen 1801 McAllister Street, San Francisco-(415)440-9412

FAT TIRE–Terrific Neon Light Design

Am always a bit apprehensive when it comes to trying my entry-level skills with my point & click. But this one turned out better than I expected & am happy & excited to share this eye-catching design in neon lighting. I think it was on Market Street, not even sure exactly where. All I can say with any degree of certainty is that I wish I had it as a home decoration. It just has an appeal that goes beyond the brand it was designed to promote.

A photograph of the splendid neon lighting design for Fat Tire, really enjoy the bicycle image.

New Faux Armour For Faux Princess Not Going Far!

Milan ramp work is a long way away for the likes of Princess Melita Bonaparte. But all the thanks in the world to the artists & support staff @ San Francisco’s Asian Art Museum for helping this technically challenged “artist-in-dream” execute a complex costume design. The premise was to allow the general public (royal & non royal) into the inner workings of what goes on with arts & crafts, with a general concept that we drew inspiration from the protective outer wear used by the Terracotta Warriors. Those who came for this event were assisted by instructors who gave us a general thematic concept: one area was set aside for those interested in putting together costumes with a focus on texture, and the other side of the work area was for those who wanted to focus on colour. The bee was one of the symbols used by Napoleon Bonaparte. Combining my interests in that area, & my own inclination for brightness in tints, that choice was the easy part, and I buzzed right over to where all the pretty paper was to be found.

We were provided with cardboard, a wide variety of paper, and other small objects that had a mirror-like quality about them, which provided texture: sort of two for the price of one. I arrived shortly after the start time of 5:00 pm–and must say that the staff supported the activities with patience & encouraged those of us who wanted to walk away from the premises, with complete outfits. Did not depart till after closing time, as the process was quite intense & time-consuming, but certainly fun.

I was just lucky enough to get superb help in the assembly process of what I had designed under orders from Princess Melita Bonaparte–and the results were a lot of fun, visually, and in learning how to use brass paper brads (that was, perhaps the most challenging part of all!) to put the components together.

It was a challenging but satisfying time. One that allowed for people of all backgrounds & skill levels to participate in a creative activity. The time just went by too quickly! Again, my thanks to the generosity of the volunteers who helped make this event a unique & joyful experience!

This would show better with a black outfit, but the basic concept comes through–another Terracotta Warrior drafted!

[caption id="attachment_2974" align="aligncenter" width="460"] Front view of Terracotta Warriors-inspired Imperial costume-executed @ Asian Art Museum.

Back view detailing costume design. Watching out for one’s back is part of life, sad to say…

Dear Cako Cupcakes Company–Irish Car Bombs Are Neither Funny Nor Clever!

The name given to this product advocates violence & supports the concept of that the history of oppression against the Irish people is now reduced to a joke. This is not funny.

This is a redux. We live in a violent world. Groups are singled out in ways that go beyond ‘unfair.’ Jokes that are made at the expense of a group in order to sell a product are, in the very least,cheap. Add to that, the concept that your company is putting down a group of people–Would you now sell Boston Car Bombs?

Would you have Columbine Specials? Rename your product. Give it a name that does not put my people down. Do not sell cupcakes that you name “Irish Car Bombs.” The joke is dreadful & tasteless & offensive. Do your job, and change the name of this product.

Cako: The company that uses the sad political history of Ireland to sell cupcakes. This is another form of racism. How can you not understand this?

A LITTLE FELLOW WITH ONLY A TOWEL!

On the way to have lunch with Princess Melita Bonaparte, I found this little fellow, trying so hard to come up with transit fare. All he had was a towel, nothing else. I felt so sorry for him & gave him some special Pop Tarts from the famous recipe that Princess Melita Bonaparte plans to have syndicated into an international food festival–

Armand de Bourbon, with only a towel, too short to climb the stairs, and no money to pay MUNI.

His name is Armand, and he is distantly related to the Count of Paris. If you look closely, you can see he is stepping on a penny–the first, we hope, of many on his way to fame & fortune!

Pets Are Wonderful Support!

What a lucky timing for my inner point & click habit! Just as I was turning the corner from States (singular for vinyl?) Street to Castro, such a fun inspiration was there waiting for me (well, it was there, maybe not waiting for me?). One most allow for all possibilities. In any event, a balloon tribute to our friends with paws, who love us with our flaws.

Wedged between parked car & pavement, a paw printed balloon got the point & click treatment–enhanced version. Enjoy!

SERENE BONAPARTE IMPERIOUSLY PULLS RANK & FEEDS PUPPETS

Her Serene Highness, The Princess Melita Bonaparte sent out signals that went through a kitchen blender with her flurry of Royal duties today. Shortly after tending to her inner product placement child (Pop Tarts, Philadelphia Cream Cheese, and Kitchenaid Toaster, all printed out by her command in BOLDFACE), she decided that she would not allow her Terracotta Soldiers, domiciled @ San Francisco’s Asian Art Museum any sort of Sabbath, and insisted on a formal troop review during their day of rest. “God keeps going 24/7 & so do I,” she has reportedly said when questioned about her invasive & insensitive attitude towards people having time away from work. In our view, she makes Margaret Thatcher seem like a Sunday school teacher.

Not surprisingly, one of the drafted men caught her eye, not even a full week after exchanging vows with The Burger King! The poor soldier, under orders, was required to submit to her micromanaging method of inspection. Typically, she cut right through her very own chainsaw of command, and marched directly to the Infantry Division.

Containing himself with composure fit for a king, a Terracotta Warrior is later “at ease” with his beloved Princess.

Not content with being the iron fist in velvet gloves, the Bonaparte Princess insisted upon theatre arts & felt drawn to a Powell Street Station-based busker, inspired, no doubt by the Henson Muppet Family. Ever & always graciously, Her Serene Highness fed the puppets, learning that a University Team of Students were attempting to film a documentary about San Francisco Street Theatre. Never one to be upstaged by the Truth, the Princess informed them, “All San Francisco Street Theatre exists as a tribute to my benevolence, as a patroness of the arts. All are inspired by my example, by my every move, my every thought. They want me to have all of the available money at my disposal, they adore paying higher taxes & giving up basic necessities for my being able to wear the finest in clothing & jewelry at all times. They expect nothing less for me & from me.”

All we could do was report what we thought we heard, not being able to comprehend that she really was 100% serious about this self deification process.

There is no doubt within the mind of Princess Melita Bonaparte, that she is the new Eva Peron–she expects Sainthood before she dies, planning, as she says, “To enjoy it now & live forever & in the hearts of all my people.”

Princess Melita Bonaparte Shares Her Pop Tart Recipe With The World

Her Serene Highness, The Princess Melita Bonaparte, unselfishly shares her most splendid way of serving nutritional benefits via her Kellogg’s unfrosted, strawberry Pop Tarts recipe. She uses a family heirloom Kitchenaid toaster, a knife, and a simple brown plate, a gift to her from the children of Monaco. She opens the foil wrapping of the Pop Tarts, takes each Pop Tart & places them in a very royal manner in the toaster. While they are heating, she cuts 4 small slices of Kraft Philadelphia Original Cream Cheese. After the Pop Tarts come out of the toaster from their initial heating, she burns her hand, one completely falls apart, but her sense of royal duty, noblesse oblige, and sheer will to share her goodness with the world prevail, and she more fully explains how, by placing the Pop Tarts adorned with the slices of Philadelphia Cream Cheese, that the additional toasting time allows the flavours to meld & the cheese to soften.

When done, she is unable to taste them before the camera, but always wishes her millions of fans & followers world-wide, Bon Appetit!

Remember, not to watch this at work, she warns you that you should be working. And if you are on a cellular telephone, to let the next bus come by as watching this is more important than getting to your destination!

LIFEGUARD: What’s There Not To Like?

If I get out my blender, will I get to look like this? If so, I’ll get a truck load of them!

Salud!

It’s good to know that he cares. There’s something for nearly everyone, the ocean, the security of lifeguard protection, a dog, sunblock, a blender, mood music, and the tequila recipe. All this for one click? Is he going to run for President? Oops, there’s also a fancy set of binoculars!

ART GAME VII-Princess Antoinette Bonaparte–

I doubt if Princess Antoinette Bonaparte much liked the idea of being turned into an Easter Basket decoration by her mother, Her Serene Highness, The Princess Melita Bonaparte. Being crammed onto a handle of cheap, wicker, thrift-shop Easter basket must have chaffed her little doll legs. No wonder she ran away from home!

Princess Antoinette Bonaparte, daughter of Princess Melita Bonaparte, in a specially designed Easter Basket, shortly before running away from home.

We found out later that via supernatural powers (The Divine Right of Kings) her mother turned her into a chocolate Easter Bunny–and things went into a sort of Twilight Zone after that happened.