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Birds chirping, bees buzzing,
The leaves of palm trees clapping.
Bushes rustling, nightengales singing,
Little grass twits fluttering.
Trees swishing, little toads whistling,
Noisy woodpeckers knocking.
Chippie’s feet pitter-patting, my flip flops clip-clopping.
This is the soundtrack of our early walks, in the sweet n cool December morning.
-Amanda Lazarus (Crazy A)
A recent pop up cafe has hit the restaurant scene in Kingston, Jamaica. Tucked away between the Tile City and Kohler show rooms at 114 Constant Spring Road, (on the right at the intersection of Grants Pen Constant Spring Road) this cafe has lots to offer! For such a cozy spot one would think that it would be cramped but it’s actually an excellent use of space. There is even an mezzanine loft area above with single couches where you can work quietly in your own little corner away from the bustle of downstairs.
For decor, the cafe has a lovely mix of modern and rustic chic with a mix of taupe, brown, grey, black and white colour scheme. Quite an excellent combination to be honest, one I would not have thought of and it works well together.
They opened their doors officially on December 14 2017 and have made quite a splash ever since. Owners Lisa & Kirk Chin have quite the experience under their belt with other restaurants: Fromage Brasserie at MarketPlace, Fromage Bistro at 8 Hillcrest Ave. and the Oak Wine Bar (also on Hillcrest Ave.) They really know what they are doing and are doing it well!
One of the little things I first noticed about CAFE DOLCE is their symbol of the Pineapple. In talking with Lisa, I questioned what the significance of this was as I was intrigued. She explained that the pineapple symbolises “Hospitality and Welcoming.” I was quite impressed at this meaning as she reminded me that it is also on the Jamaica Coat of Arms representing the indigenous fruit. Further to this Lisa informed me that the cafe logo has the co-ordinates of Kingston (the north & west numbers on either side of the pineapple) This could not be a more perfect symbol for a Jamaican Cafe! I love when there are hidden meanings behind the little things that mean so much. Kudos to you Lisa, this is brilliant. A subtle way of always welcoming the Jamaican people.
Hajarie (The Teapot JA) is a fairly recent bistro that has popped up in the Phoenix Ave Complex. Though not entirely new, the amazing little spot was formally known as simply: “The Teapot” and was located in Sovereign Shopping Centre. (The Movie theatre Entrance)
I remember my first few stops at their previous location. I had randomly walked in one day drawn by the display for teas (I’m a serious tea lover- having a cuppa as I write this.) and met both Owner: Jacqui Mighty and Cute Barista: Anna Hines. I quickly fell in love with the place and with them. Everything was so charming. Jacqui and Anna are such amazing people that I clicked with them immediately. I soon found myself going there to get my regular “FIX” as I became addicted to their AMAZINGLY DELICIOUS Chai Tea Latté. Soon we became fast friends and I was kept somewhat in the loop of soon to come expansion. I couldn’t wait!
When I found out that Jacqui had finally expanded, I was simply over the moon for her! I could not wait to visit the new place, and when I finally did… I was not disappointed AT ALL. I was very impressed and sooo happy for Jacqui’s new adventure. The place was absolutely perfect!
Yes you read that title right…. The Kingston & St. Andrew Municipal Council (K.S.A.C or K.S.A.M.C) in Jamaica has “ordered” (commanded) the citizens to “cease” (stop) feeding the homeless persons on the streets.
See the Public Notice below:
Ok so first, a Disclaimer: This is the most political response I have given when it comes to my blogs but please note that I am not against the K.S.A.M.C for doing this nor am I with any “BAN” against feeding the homeless.
NOW ON TO THE BLOG:
Soooooo Noah’s Ark Veterinary Centre was having a V-Day competition where we should write a poem about our dog and post a photo too.
Well……..Lordy I was suckered in hahahahaha
Here is my “Love Poem” to my dog….. (Lord help me…)
Chipperdoodle, snickerdoodle, supperdoodle, doodle.
Our Chipster, our fluffster, our floofster, our poopster!
I dreamed of you and it came true,
I wanted no other dog, only you.
The year you were born it was deemed meant to be,
Cuz you were born just for me & D!
Just 1 yr later we got a call in the store,
Took one look and we knew for sure!
That us 3 were meant to be,
So we took you home and became a family!
We vowed to love you no matter what it took
And from the very 1st day we knew we were hooked!
With 2AM screaming barks,
You woke us up cuz of the cat in the park!
Medicine TIME, Food TIME, Outside TIME… TIME!
We can’t even say these words
Without you going BAZERK!
All these words send you crazy,
Doing spins & turns that make me WOOZAY!
Chipperroo, floofferroo, doodledoo, Doggiedoo
Chippie, Dippie, our little popstickie
You’re stuck with us forever,
Cuz no matter what, we’ll always be together!
We Love you Chipster!
Love Mommy & Daddy
The definition of being….
Crazy A! hahaha
I haven’t done any DIY posts yet.
Will do soon.
Thanks for stopping by though!
You were always there right by his side,
Ready to help taking it all in stride.
Whatever the need may have been,
You gave him your all and dived right in.
You gave so much of yourself, so unselfishly,
It makes me think of the person I want to be.
You were his shinning light,
Down to the day his soul took flight.
I want you to know though,
That you are never alone.
For when you cry I cry,
No matter how hard I try.
I can feel your tears you see,
As if they flow through me.
The love you gave dad throughout the years,
Tells me of the load that your soul now bears.
But no matter what the future may bring,
I want you to remember one last thing:
Dads soul is now set free,
Sailing away across the sea.
To you my dear Sanchi,
Forever grateful I shall be.
Love, Panda Rose
Well it’s been 2 months now, since Dads been gone. There isn’t a day I don’t think about him and the fact that he is gone still hits me. I know it will for a while. When I remember that he is gone I’m immediately taken back to the day and time of his last breaths. The sound of the liquid in his lungs as his body struggles to breathe properly still plays in surround sound in my head. I can see everything as it was. I don’t quite remember what I was wearing but I have a feeling when I put it on next it might hit me. The mind is funny like that.
I have his chain that he used to wear. The one with a small pulley on it. It was always the only chain that he wore. He had 2 in his lifetime as the original one was lost at sea, funny how that happens.
The first chain, I’m assuming, was one with a propellor on it (see pic below). I don’t remember this chain at all but he has it on in the photo of him and my God Father, Uncle Mally. It’s funny, I remember years ago when I first saw this picture of Dad I knew that this would be how I will remember him. In it, he has grabbed his best friend tightly around the neck and has the hugest of laughs. That was a big part of my Dad, his huge laugh, that he always did whenever he found something absolutely hilarious. I can hear it now… I’m sure those of you who knew him can hear it now too. I hear it every time I see a photo of him laughing.
Recently an aunt of mine shared a video with me via What’s App. It was the song: “Beautiful Day ” by Jermaine Edwards. A local artist. Son of a pastor.
She shared this video with me one morning randomly after my fathers recent passing. I listened to the song for the 1st time and had to stop it immediately after hearing the 2nd line: “Many people died and never saw this day.” I immediately thought about my dad and started crying.
Eventually though, I listened to the song in full, letting the tears come if they did, and slowly but surely I fell in love with the song. This song is so up-lifting. It always brings a smile to my face and a beat to my feet. I have now made it a part of my morning routine where I play it loud on my balcony as I look out and take in the view… And everyday is truly “A Beautiful Day.”
Something that makes me feel so good I knew I had to share with you all. So here, I’m sharing the direct youtube link to the video with you so that you can listen to it and hopefully love it as much I as I do. (I’m unable to upload the actual video here in the post)
My favorite part is: “Thank you for sunshine, Thank you for rain. Thank you for Joy, Thank you for pain…..” Everything that happens to us, GOOD & BAD help to shape us and I’m grateful for it all.
Click: –> Beautiful Day
So plug in your ear phones or turn up your speakers. Follow along with the lyrics and let every word resonate deep in your soul as they do for me.
Have a beautiful day my followers.
Thursday was the 1 month mark (day wise) of my Father’s passing. Saturday will be the date mark as he passed on Nov 8, 2018. I can’t believe how 1 month has come around so quickly. Time is something we usually take for granted until a significant event happens that makes us become aware of each passing second, minute, hour, day, week, month and year.
Every morning since my father left us, my first thought in my head as I wake up is: “My dads gone…” Everyday I go through a range of emotions but I’m happy to say that fairly soon after he passed I reached the “Happy” stage of grief. Strange I know…. I was/ still am a bit concerned about it, but at the same time I accept it and go through it because it feels good to be happy. Maybe I’ll have another breakdown in future and that’s ok too. I’ve learned to accept whatever emotion comes and to not hide them. If I am happy I will BE happy in the moment, for as long as it lasts. If sadness comes, I’ll ride out the wave of tears. I’m not embarrassed to cry in public. Real emotions are rarely ever seen and that’s a shame. Sure I avoid my triggers if I can but if I can’t so be it.
When people tell me that I’m so strong having gone this all this ordeal, (you’ll learn just how much in a paragraph further down) I respond by saying: “I don’t know how.” because honestly I didn’t know. A friend of mine said: “It’s cuz you HAD to be,” and I realized she is right. I had to be strong for my family. For my mom and my Step mom. When I wondered to myself as to how comes I am being strong through it all I realized that it feels as if my dads love for life, happy, jovial and always smiling spirit infiltrated mine. And that is such a wonderful thing to feel!!! You see, I struggle with depression and have for many, many years. As far back as childhood. But it’s funny how sometimes things happen unexpectedly and without explanation like me feeling at peace after my fathers passing. Sure there are days where I feel distraught and tears just pour out until I’m hiccuping like a 5yr old (lol) but over all I can safely say I have not had a seriously depressive thought since my dad passed. I literally look forward to EVERY NEW DAY! When I see signs of him around I smile. I look at pictures and I smile. Sometimes I tear up and that’s ok, but I smile through it all.
I have gotten quite a number of emails lately about some new followers! This is really exciting for me! I just wanted to drop you a line to say Thank You! Your support is greatly appreciated.
I will be doing a new post soon!