In literary criticism, stream of consciousness is a literary technique that seeks to portray an individual’s point of view by giving the written equivalent of the character’s thought processes, either in a loose interior monologue, or in connection to his or her sensory reactions to external occurrences.

Just thought I’d warn you.

Today is January the 28th, tomorrow is the 29th, I have a Frank Sinatra song stuck in my head, and the Lenten deprivation of sugar (and now wheat) is starting to get to me. Don’t say I never admitted I’m human…around sugar. 😛

Tomorrow I will take a test for my learner’s permit…pray to St. Rita for me…but from what I’ve heard learner’s permit tests range from slightly hard to just plain silly. So I’m not real worried.

My family likes to eat. Moreover we like to eat good food…not only good tasting, but good for our bodies. Does this mean we always eat wonderfully? Pssh?! I’ve already admitted I’m human…and let me tell you, my whole family is human. Recently, due to ease or carelessness or whatever, our eating habits have been slipping somewhat…and what with all the athletes running around the house and an impending surgery that will need to be recovered from, we thought it was high time to make some changes.

As of yesterday, Mom and I are off of wheat till the end of March. (Except on Sundays, ’cause every Sunday is a mini Easter!) When I was little, our whole family…well Mom, Dad, and I were off of wheat. It was most apparently helpful for my Mom, but in the end it is agreed that wheat is not best thing to be at the top of your menu and all of us benefitted. We were stark off wheat for a year and after that it was more informal.

Ah…haha, this is terrible….but I’m going to say ‘To Be Continued’ because it has been 10 minutes and I still need to take a shower.

…and here are the lyrics to the song that is (still!) stuck in my head:

Too Marvelous for Words
Frank Sinatra

You’re just too marvelous, too marvelous for words
Like “glorious”, “glamorous” and that old standby “amorous”.
It’s all too wonderful, I’ll never find the words
That say enough, tell enough, I mean they just aren’t swell enough.

You’re much too much, and just too “very, very”
To ever be in Webster’s Dictionary.
And so I’m borrowing a love song from the birds
To tell you that you’re marvelous – too marvelous for words.

[Musical interlude]

You’re much – you’re too much – and just too “very, very”
To ever be, to ever be in Webster’s Dictionary.
And so I’m borrowing a love song from the birds
To tell you that you’re marvelous;
Tell you that you’re marvelous;
Tell you that you’re marvelous – too marvelous for words.

So…until the next time I write, I bid you adieu


Hmm, I wonder what my Dad would say about the above statement (he’s a psychologist.)

This post is to prove that I am…alive.

We have had company since the 9th…hence the insanity title. 😉  No, the title is merely the result of going to and searching around.

So that this post is somewhat interesting/funny-ish…

Ian: Mom can I use this [a holy card holder] for my Big Papi baseball card?

Mom: Ian!!

Ian: But Mom, we haven’t used this [the holder] in a long time…and my new Big Papi card is so cool!

Mom: Oh, alright…we haven’t used the holder in a long time.


Oh, HAPPY BEGINNING OF THE 2008 BASEBALL SEASON!!! My brothers and I woke up to new D-back shirts…(thanks, Dad!)…

I have missed baseball so much, all levels–backyard games, my brothers’ little league games, highschool games that a friend of ours coaches, and (of course) the big leagues.

Baseball love to you all…

First Sunday of Lent 2008

February 10, 2008


Reading I
Gn 2:7-9; 3:1-7

The LORD God formed man out of the clay of the ground
and blew into his nostrils the breath of life,
and so man became a living being.

Then the LORD God planted a garden in Eden, in the east,
and placed there the man whom he had formed.
Out of the ground the LORD God made various trees grow
that were delightful to look at and good for food,
with the tree of life in the middle of the garden
and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.

Now the serpent was the most cunning of all the animals
that the LORD God had made.
The serpent asked the woman,
“Did God really tell you not to eat
from any of the trees in the garden?”
The woman answered the serpent:
“We may eat of the fruit of the trees in the garden;
it is only about the fruit of the tree
in the middle of the garden that God said,
‘You shall not eat it or even touch it, lest you die.’”
But the serpent said to the woman:
“You certainly will not die!
No, God knows well that the moment you eat of it
your eyes will be opened and you will be like gods
who know what is good and what is evil.”
The woman saw that the tree was good for food,
pleasing to the eyes, and desirable for gaining wisdom.
So she took some of its fruit and ate it;
and she also gave some to her husband, who was with her,
and he ate it.
Then the eyes of both of them were opened,
and they realized that they were naked;
so they sewed fig leaves together
and made loincloths for themselves.

Responsorial Psalm
Ps 51:3-4, 5-6, 12-13, 17

R. (cf. 3a) Be merciful, O Lord, for we have sinned.

Have mercy on me, O God, in your goodness;
in the greatness of your compassion wipe out my offense.
Thoroughly wash me from my guilt
and of my sin cleanse me.

R. Be merciful, O Lord, for we have sinned.

For I acknowledge my offense,
and my sin is before me always:
“Against you only have I sinned,
and done what is evil in your sight.”

R. Be merciful, O Lord, for we have sinned.

A clean heart create for me, O God,
and a steadfast spirit renew within me.
Cast me not out from your presence,
and your Holy Spirit take not from me.

R. Be merciful, O Lord, for we have sinned.

Give me back the joy of your salvation,
and a willing spirit sustain in me.
O Lord, open my lips,
and my mouth shall proclaim your praise.

R. Be merciful, O Lord, for we have sinned.

Reading II
Rom 5:12-19 or 5:12, 17-19

Brothers and sisters:
Through one man sin entered the world,
and through sin, death,
and thus death came to all men, inasmuch as all sinned—
for up to the time of the law, sin was in the world,
though sin is not accounted when there is no law.
But death reigned from Adam to Moses,
even over those who did not sin
after the pattern of the trespass of Adam,
who is the type of the one who was to come.

But the gift is not like the transgression.
For if by the transgression of the one, the many died,
how much more did the grace of God
and the gracious gift of the one man Jesus Christ
overflow for the many.
And the gift is not like the result of the one who sinned.
For after one sin there was the judgment that brought condemnation;
but the gift, after many transgressions, brought acquittal.
For if, by the transgression of the one,
death came to reign through that one,
how much more will those who receive the abundance of grace
and of the gift of justification
come to reign in life through the one Jesus Christ.
In conclusion, just as through one transgression
condemnation came upon all,
so, through one righteous act,
acquittal and life came to all.
For just as through the disobedience of the one man
the many were made sinners,
so, through the obedience of the one,
the many will be made righteous.

Mt 4:1-11

At that time Jesus was led by the Spirit into the desert
to be tempted by the devil.
He fasted for forty days and forty nights,
and afterwards he was hungry.
The tempter approached and said to him,
“If you are the Son of God,
command that these stones become loaves of bread.”
He said in reply,
“It is written:
One does not live on bread alone,
but on every word that comes forth
from the mouth of God.”

Then the devil took him to the holy city,
and made him stand on the parapet of the temple,
and said to him, “If you are the Son of God, throw yourself down.
For it is written:
He will command his angels concerning you
and with their hands they will support you,
lest you dash your foot against a stone.”
Jesus answered him,
“Again it is written,
You shall not put the Lord, your God, to the test.”
Then the devil took him up to a very high mountain,
and showed him all the kingdoms of the world in their magnificence,
and he said to him, “All these I shall give to you,
if you will prostrate yourself and worship me.”
At this, Jesus said to him,
“Get away, Satan!
It is written:
The Lord, your God, shall you worship
and him alone shall you serve.”
Then the devil left him and, behold,
angels came and ministered to him.


God bless and keep all of you this morning of the First Sunday of Lent.



February 10, 2008

No, you do not need to know anything about days 4, 5, 6, or 7. Hehe. It’ll just by my secret…what happens in San Diego stays in San Diego. 😛

Nooo…but then I couldn’t tell you about more awesome food!

Now, when I started this ‘San Diego’ blogging…I have no idea why I chose ‘Day _fill-in-the-blank_ in San Diego.’ Very confusing! It would be embarrassing to tell you how many times I have had to think about which number day is which week day. So that’s why I’m not going to tell you. Muaha. Ahem.

And now, since I’m home, I’m not going to break up the days individually and write long, lovely posts about each day. Nu-uh, not going to happen. I’ll give you the condensed version:

We ate at Anythony’s and Filippi’s. Both very good restaurants, very different foods.


Now, on this one stip of water front shop and restaurants and tourist traps there are three Anthony’s restaurants. One is ‘zee ‘fancy’ and expensive one…you know, the kind you see ‘hip’ city people in slinky clothes entering and exiting. The next is more family style and casual (we went to this ‘middle’ Anthony’s one year and it was pretty good.) But our favorite of the trio is Anthony’s Fishette. The cheapest of the line (We’re there, baby! :P). The menu is simple and yet wide enough to satisfy a family of many: sandwiches, fried seafood, salad, and seafood chowders (the white is better…and the red depends on the chef).


This place is in San Diego’s Little Italy and has been around since the ’50s. The first two time we went we all got different items off the menu (eggplant parmigiana, pasta and clams, tortellini, etc) and everything was very good…then we went to Volare’s and Volare’s was just a bit better. So, this time we went we just ordered pizza (’cause Fillipi’s is known for their pizza)…and the pizza was SO DARN GOOD. We ordered two pizza’s, a plain and a meatball (because their meatballs are heavenly). When the waiter brought the pizzas (is there an apostrophe there? oh well.) I was a little concerned because the pizzas were somewhat small: 6 medium sized pieces per pie. Only two pieces per family member—*gasp*! Anyways, everyone finished their first piece, and some (including myself) struggled to finish a second place. *gasp*! The reasoning behind this shameful lack of eating, I believe, is that the pizza was packed, man! There was an amazing amount of cheese on it (just mozzarella too, so your jaws got a workout)…it would put most places’ extra-extra cheese pizzas to shame. And the crust was verrry good, it was very yeasty (almost a beer hint) and doughy and slightly sweet. Now, I love crust. I will eat most crusts, no matter how blah they are. This one was amazing–when I couldn’t finish my second piece, I tore off the crust so I could eat it without finishing the piece. Ha, you’re amazed with my cleverness, huh? *nods*  Hmm, let me see…the minestrone was good (the veggies could have been cooked down a bit more to my taste though), Aiden raved about the salad, and the water was not too tinny.

Oh! One more big ‘plus’ about Fillipi’s: There is a Italian food mart when you first enter the store. This time we bought a big jar of capers, a pound of locatelli cheese, two different type of tiny, tiny pasta, and…and…uh, this:

Ok, I just googled for a good two minutes trying to find a website or a pic of this product to no avail. Sure I took a picture of it, but I haven’t uploaded my camera yet. Why am I being vague? Oops. Alright this mystery thing is in a 21 ounce glass jar with a label on the front saying the following:

Ferrara (R) Fine Italian Confectionery & Specialty Products Since 1892
Petite Lemon Sponge
Product of Italy

The contents are about 9-11 little cakes about 1 1/2 inches long that look like they were baked in elongated muffin tins (so the tops are rounded and wider than the bottom part). They are a bronze color and are soaking in a syrupy liquid.

The serving suggestion (written on the back label) says: Serve with custard, Ice Cream, and/or fresh fruit.

The ingredients are: Sugar, Corn Syrup, Eggs, Flour, Alcohol, Vegetable Shortening, (Partially Hydrogenated Soybean Oil/Partially Hydrogenated Pal Oil), Yeast, Natural Lemon Flavoring, Salt

AHAHA! (and in the words of Kahlil: “What a goose I am!”)

There’s, um, a web address on the back label. *COUGH* This was all for a descriptive writing exercise! Yeah…

Ok, the website is here. (Why didn’t this come up on Google?!)

*Sigh* Ok, so that website is no help whatsoever.

Back to descriptive writing.

This is my hypothesis: The cakes are little lemon sponge cakes (wait…does it say that on the label? :P) swimming in Lemoncello! One of my many googles resulted in information on Lemoncello Liquer. Here’s the link. This is the website’s definition of Lemoncello:

Lemoncello liqueur is made by soaking lemon zests in neutral grain alcohol for a month or more. The result is a thick, sweet dessert cordial with an intense lemon-flavor. It is best stored in the freezer.

This sounds like our liquid! Victory is mine.

Ah, that was fun. 🙂

The only bitterness in this little jar of heaven for me is that I gave up all sweets (and junk food for that matter, so potato chips, soda, etc count as well) for Lent and that means I have…to…wait to eat my Baba Cakes in Lemoncello. *sigh*

And if you are ever in San Diego and enjoy good food, I highly recommend going to one (or all) of the restaurants I have mentioned in my San Diego posts.

Our family arrived earlier today and things have gone off without a hitch…so far, we’ll see. No, just kidding, for any family who reads this blog. You know I love you guys…really all of you. 🙂


Haha…I just published this. And then realized that I was going to summarize the final 4 days of our SD venture…I only wrote about the food. Well, you can see what is important to me. Hehe.

Anyways…besides the food our days were spent beaching, walking, doing school (me), sleeping, and playing with neighboring kids.

Oh my gosh, the family right to our left had the two cutest kids, a 2yo and a 4 mo. Lol, they arrived the day after us and the 2yo came outside to play. He came up to Aiden who was sitting with my Mom and Ian and asked, “What kid are you?” and then said, “Hi, guys.” Ahh, he was really adorable. Aiden and Ian ended up playing with him (and JP) for a few days…the left the day before us. Oh, and the 4mo had this full head of dark black hair that stood up on end all over the place. It was funny, his dad would try to slick it down a little, but *poof* it would stick back up.

AND A NOTE TO MY GRANDPARENTS: I did not watch any ‘Navy Guys’ doing pull ups in the early morning hours. Ahem. …I slept in.

Sorry about this ‘stream of consiensness’ thing I’ve got goin’ on here, but I’m trying to remember what I wanted to write about from the vacation.

Uhhh, nothing is huge in my mind right now that I should write. I watched some of ‘The Weight of Water.’ Very confusing movie to come into in the middle. Weird flashbacks from late 1800s (maybe?) and then to modern day, and people seeming pretty, er, ‘comfortable’ around each-other in one scene *cough*cough* and then violent in the next. I dunno. It had the guy from the old version of Persuasion in it. Cirian something maybe?

Ah well, and then a movie with Queen Latifah came on…I watched part of it, found the characters realllly annoying and switched to some comedy sitcom. But really, I didn’t watch much TV…I had it on when I was working on my laptop.

Alrighty, I think you know all you need to know and even if you don’t, this is all I’m telling.

I’ve got the power! 

Day Three in San Diego

February 4, 2008

Today was a (how shall I say it?) lovely day. Ahhh…let me elaborate: Sleep. Beach. Sleep. Food—AMAZING food.

Alright, so number one…sleep. I love it, sleep, I love it. (Though Shalt Laugh 1, anyone?) Anyway, I slept till nine-thirty, and then I took a nap from one-thirty to five. That right there would be enough to make my day complete.

But no, there’s more.

In between the sleeping (what was that, four hours? lol.), after eating and dressing etc, we went down to the beach to read picture books, write on the sand (so much fun), look for shells, take photos, and walk. After all this, JP started to get a bit on the tired side and we headed back to the hotel room.

Then came awesome sleep number two. Three and one half hours, pal. HaHA. The only reason I woke up was because my Dad called my cell phone and I had the ring on level eight. I didn’t pick up the phone…I tried to talk myself back into sleep, but couldn’t. After I decided to wake up, I went outside where my Mom and two brothers were sitting on the beach, actually one brother was playing with a little kid staying next door. I then started deleting photos from my camera. See, since I can’t unload any of the photos I take…I took the max amount that my memory card can hold…so I deleted some of the photos that weren’t any good. Oh, so the phone call—I returned it, and my dad said he was five minutes or so away from the hotel.

Is there more? Yes! The best (yes, better than sleep) is still to come.

“Vola-a-r-ey! O-o-oh, oh!” (Not my fault, Mom got that song stuck in my head.)


We went out to dinner at Volare’s. An ‘Italiano Risterante’ to the highest degree. The food is absolutely amazing. We went there for the first time last August per the high recommendations of a San Diegan friend of my Dad, an Italian himself and a gnocchi connoisseur. Anyways, my Mom and I (you know, the ones in the family with the refined palates, haha) especially looking forward to eating at Volare’s. Actually, we’ve been craving it since Augugst. Obsessing, *cough*cough*, of course not! Oh, haha, one more thing…well, first let me describe Volare’s.

The first thing you notice when you get out of the car is the heavenly smells in the air. It’s in the wrong side of town, surrounded by ‘shops’ of arguable reputation, and a Marine Base. (Family, shush.) Volare’s has been around since the ‘70s, in a old two story, brick building with plaid café curtains and various hours and ‘We’re Open’ signs in the front window. When you walk in (into a foyer type room) your first impression is of a comfortable, lived in space. Straight ahead is a board with the day’s specials and various articles that mention Volare’s surrounded with artificial greenery. Overall, a very homey feel…hole in the wall, sure—but I count that as a good thing. It seats 49, if I remember correct.

So, the first time we walked in, Mom and I kind of went into a shock. A good shock, a we-can’t-believe-how-amazing-this-is shock…and we hadn’t even tasted the food! Things only got better though. Alright, guys (if any guys read this), you may not want to read further. Ahha, so Mom and I are kind of just ‘taking it in’, waiting to be seated…and then come our waiter to seat us. He, umm, let me suffice it to say, was very Italian. Tall, dark, (say it with me) handsome. Mom and I exchanged looks. Hehe. Girly looks.

Anyways, you can imagine the teasing my brothers gave me ‘bout our waiter. And as we were preparing to go out to Volare’s tonight, my brothers started in again, wondering out loud if ‘he’ would be there again.

He was.

After he seated us and took our orders, he brought our drinks. Mom told me to blog that he served the ladies their drinks first. Hehe, it is most certainly not just ME noticing these things. Ahhh, rotfl. Ok, guys can start reading again.

I can’t say enough good things about the food. It is absolutely, incredibly, amazing. I would be on a first name basis with every worker there if we lived in San Diego, heck, I would work there is we lived in the San Diego area. I ordered Gnocchi Romano. (The same thing I ordered the first time I went.) Mom ordered Eggplant Parmesan. (The same thing she ordered the first time we went.) Dad ordered Chicken Parmesan. Aiden ordered a sausage pizza to share with JP. Ian ordered Chicken Strips. Yet another mark that this restaurant is out of this world—the chicken strips were amazing. I would have eaten them as a meal…not over my gnocchi, but they were the best chicken strips any of us have ever tasted. Oh, and we ordered Fried Calamari as appetizer (yes, it’s squid…just close your eyes and open your mouth). And to top it all off, the Canoli was awesome as well.

(I did take photos of everything. I’ll upload them when I can.)

So, I’m going to do a run down on the dishes…

Gnocchi Romano – Best gnocchi I’ve had (that I remember). The texture is amazing (I’m going to apologize in advance for using this adjective very, very much…but I really can’t help it)…perfect, actually. Soft throughout, but not gooey or slimy. The sauce was a cream based sauce with mushrooms and big ol’ pieces of fresh garlic…and a hint of vodka. (Tipsy pasta, Ais?) I couldn’t finish it, it was so rich.

Eggplant Parmesan – I’m not a huge Eggplant Parm fan. My Mom is the connoisseur. But I had to enjoy this one as well. I only had a little taste (I could only eat so much, I was dedicated to my gnocchi), but there was no soggy-ness…the layers were paper thin. Mom said it is delicious.

Chicken Parmesan – I actually didn’t taste this. Dad said he enjoyed it, and if it was anything like the chicken strips it was delicious. My Dad has a thing for Chicken Parmesan. It’s sort of a family joke…Mom asked him if she should talk him out of ordering it. Hehe. She didn’t.

The pizza was good…crust was a little greasy, but that isn’t a terrible crime in my book. 😛 The sausage was amazing, crumbled—not the little manufactured square like things on ‘normal’ pizzas, and the flavor was huge—tons of fennel (you could see the whole seeds), garlic. It was very good.

Chicken Strips – lol, as I said before—these chicken strips rocked. Oh, and I’ll take some time here to talk about the marinara. As everything else, the marinara was amazing also. It was so fresh, so light…oh, it was incredible. Fresh tomato, fresh garlic, I tasted some tarragon, giving it a sweet-ish after taste.

Fried Calamari – I really like Calamari. I remember eating it on the boardwalk in Jersey. This calamari had an amazing batter…so light and crispy, not greasy or heavy at all. Just right, barely there it seemed….and then salted, peppered, lemon juiced, and dipped into the marinara sauce—heavenly.

Canoli – Volare’s canolis are very good as well. Lol, and we know canolis. When we lived back east every year there was an Italian Festival and we had a Canoli and a Gnocchi taste-off, so we know canolis (and gnocchi for that matter). The shell was perfect—substantial enough to not become useless after the first bite. The filling was amazing too, not too sweet, sweet enough, smooth (texture and flavor), tiny chocolate chips (not big ones or nasty other things people try to sneak in)…ahh. It was the perfect end to a perfect meal.

So I’m a food geek…some people need to appreciate these things. You can go order your ‘Meat Luvers Supreme’ Pizza over at wherever you get that type of pizza…and I’ll just have myself anything off of Volare’s menu. Thankyouverymuch. 😛 (I’m also a food snob, but you wouldn’t notice that.)

Ahh man…if you are ever in San Diego and enjoy a good meal…I strongly encourage you to stop over at Volare’s.

Today was a delicious day.

And I will sleep well tonight…really, I will.