often times the seemingly mundane can provide a great deal of insight

9.22.2011

stinky cheese, ice cream, and big cities



I don't think it is unusual for us to think back on situations, locations, and experiences form our past and produce a kind of glorified alternative to reality in our mind.  This is usually met with some kind of disappointment when the idealistic reproduction comes face to face with the real thing...

example: Nelsons ice cream in Stillwater.  A place that amazes you when you are a kid, or when you go there for your very first time and see the outrageous amount of amazing ice cream they dish out for you and the wide variety of flavors you are permitted to select from.  After going there my first time I was mentally hooked and the reality grew to a legend in my mind... it is still a place that exists, and they still serve up the same outlandish scoops of quality ice cream.. but now there is a part of me that ponders why a human would ever want to eat as much ice cream as they give you.. and how someone manages to do that without coating the entirety of their body with milky sugar goo... I would probably get their most moderate size if I were to return there.. just because it makes more sense to me...

and then there are the times when the reality perfectly matches what you remember.

example: Sap Sago cheese.  What? you have never heard of it... not unusual.. all you need to know is that somehow in my childhood it became a common treat for my family to enjoy. The stuff stinks like skunk dander and has a mild green tint to it... it is a hard aged cheese that you eat it by finely shaving or grating it and placing a spoon full of it on a buttered cracker, or whatever else you want to be amazing.. often people will say that it makes their tongue or lips itch.. because it does.  I had not had this treat in over a decade and was just treated to some again recently.  It perfectly met my expectations of it in every way... many things have changed since then in my life but Sap Sago has remained consistent and amazing.

finally, we have those things that are even better than we remember...

example: About a year ago, my wife and I moved out of the city and live about 45 minutes away in the countryside... I often will think back to how great living in the city was, we are closer to friends, family, good beer and music, coffee shops, culture not involving wrangler jeans... and the list seems to continually grow.  Because a trip back to the city means an hour and a half of driving, we tend to limit ourselves for special occasions.  Recently, we had a reason to return, and it was glorious.. but somehow all the wonderful things I had in my mind about the city didn't meet the reality of it.  It was somehow even better than I remembered...

I don't know why the mind glorifies, maintains, or diminishes our memories.. but the trip to the city was a bittersweet surprise.

9.19.2011

seasons



One of the many beautiful aspects of living in Minnesota is that I get to experience an extremely clear difference in everything when the seasons change.  Each is distinct and we have just slipped into my personal favorite..

Autumn.

The crispness in the air, the way darker beer pipe tobacco seem to pique my attention, the changing of the trees from mundane greens to vibrant expressions of oranges and reds.. it is all quite lovely.  I guess I am wired in a similar fashion... a little variety tends to keep me feeling fresh and energized.  I also think that we have different "seasons" in our lives, and that as those seasons change they invite us to change with them.

I also think that how we react to a change of "seasons" is more important than the specificity of the "season" we are in...

So, if you have some dark beer, I invite you to raise your glass to being one who thrives in the midst of change and pursues growth in hardship rathe than retreat.  I think this Autumn will be a good one, either way it is the only Autumn I have this year, so I'm gonna give it all I got.