Ragtag Daily Prompt

Large Kosher Food

Sometimes I go to the Lido Kosher Deli on Park Avenue in Long Beach.  For some reason I’ve never gotten into the habit of eating even the least bit often at any of the local restaurants, delis, and  take~out places but I enjoy them when I occasionally go. 



Our local kosher deli, on Park Avenue, is in the same neighborhood as an Italian restaurant and pizzeria, a Chinese restaurant, and a liquor store.



The food at the deli is always quite good there.   The last time I went there I got a pastrami sandwich.  The only disadvantage is that it was too big for me to eat it easily.  Their portions are always so huge.  That was a real problem one day, a few years ago when I presumed to get a hamburger.   It was way beyond too sloppy, sticky, and clumsy for me.   I’ve never been able to stand to have anything even the least bit sticky anywhere near me so I’ve been wary of their hamburgers ever since then.  The taste is exceptional but I desperately need a knife and fork for them.



Like all delis, they have potato salad, cole slaw, and many other side dishes and appetizers.  We most certainly can’t forget their Pickles either.   Their pickles are quite seriously humongous.  As with all the other food there, these deli staples are doled out in serving sizes seemingly intended for the inhabitants of Brobdingnag in Jonathan Swift’s ‘Gulliver’s Travels’.   



I highly recommend this deli for anyone who lives near hear but only if he has quite an exceptionally hearty appetite.   To finish a full meal there is most certainly quite a significant accomplishment.



Here is my contribution to the Ragtag Daily Prompt





One Very Tough Book Or What!

I’ve always been quite a compulsive bookworm.  My literary interests veer mostly toward classic western literature, biography, theology, and philosophy, but I can enjoy trying to handle just about anything.



Sometimes I get into something at least a bit over my head, though.  For every author like Flannery O’Connor and Evelyn Waugh, whose Books are very short, there are also others like Dostoyevsky and James Joyce, who really overdo it as far as length.  I couldn’t make any sense whatsoever of Joyce’s “Finnegan’s Wake”, and because I once tried to read seventy five pages of his “Ulysses” in only one day, I spent the next three full days with a very violent migraine and nausea.



Recently I first met my cousin Mark’s girlfriend Sarah.  She struck me as a very nice, intelligent, pretty lady.  She recommended that I read “Godel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid”, by Douglas R. Hofstadter.  It’s quite intimidating.  I’ve been trying, very slowly, to get through it, at a rate of only about three dozen pages at a time.



My main problem about this book is that, understandably, it’s all about math, science, and music.  I’ve never been any good at math or science, nor have I ever found either of them the least bit interesting. I’m so happy that at least I can have a nice time with the musical references.



The book has been, so  far, quite interesting.  At the very least, it can most certainly widen my intellectual horizons at least a bit.  It deals largely with perspective, and the nature of reality. Considering that I’ve always been so completely smitten with theology and philosophy, that’s the part of it that strikes me as most appealing.



Unfortunately I’m writing my entry for this Ragtag Daily Prompt  a day late.  Somehow I didn’t notice it yesterday.

Diurnal ~Reminiscing

When I was a kid, still going to school, I always took such immense pride in two things~my fabulous vocabulary, and my obnoxious sense of humor.



The good news is that I knew perfectly well that the word ‘Diurnal’ means ‘daily, quotidian’.  The bad news is that if a teacher of mine would have ever dared to ask me to use that word in a sentence, I would have been so sorely tempted to respond with, ” recently when I went into the boys’ room, I sneezed so hard I missed diurnal.”



This is my very first ever attempt at the Ragtag Daily Prompt