Take two thick slices of Noonie's day old bread, smear Honey Cup honey mustard
liberally over both. Cover both slices with green leaf lettuce. Then on one slice only lay smoked turkey on the lettuce,
a tomato slice on the turkey and sprinkle it with shredded carrot. Then on the lay a slice of provolone cheese over the
carrot then a green pepper ring on top of the cheese. Sprikle with sprouts. Cover with the other slice, lettuce side down.
The letuce should be stuck to the bread with honey mustard so it doesn't fall off when you turn it upside down to cover the
sandwich. Slice sandwich in half with a knife. Wrap in tightly in plastic wrap. Use too much wrap. Tape on label. Tadaaa!
Weighs one pound. Costs Four Bucks.
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Christmas at Henry's
Sunday, January 31, 2010
For whatever reason, I was wandering around downtown, broke, hungry and looking unkempt on Christmas morning this year. I noticed that Henry's happened to be open. One of the staff was outside smoking and he told me they were open on Christmas morning offering free breakfast to anybody. He told me to go inside and I resisted, saying I really do have a home and a family to go to- that I was really just out there walking around- you know- for whatever reason. The guy was so nice. "It's ok," he said "We're open for everyone no matter what." He seemed very sincere and convinced me it would be ok even if I just wanted a cup of coffee. So I went in and took a seat at the bar. The waitress gave me coffee and asked if I wanted breakfast. What the hell, I figured. Sure.
The place was populated mostly by men of limited means, by all appearances. The guy I sat next to at the bar told me a little about himself. Basically he was a career dishwasher. 62 years old. He said he works at a restaurant on Williston Road. He has no car so he has to bus or walk to work. He talked about how hard he worked. How many hours he had to work at a low wage just to survive, and about some of the horrible conditions he had experienced at different resturants in and around Burlington over many years. He made constant reference to what life is like "when you're alone." He said that he had been given a free Christmas turkey by a charity, but that it was too big for him to eat, being alone and all, so he turned it over to the food shelf. He talked about the very high turnover rate in his profession, and of all the young people he's seen hired that quit almost immediately, or who would call in sick on a busy weekend when it was obvious they were just calling in so they could go out to the bars and get drunk. He talked of why parents work double shifts to support their kids, and of how one could never just quit, being alone and having nothing or nobody to fall back on. He had a real work ethic and took pride in his work. "Dishwasher is the backbone of the restaurant," he said "if we don't work- nobody works, and the wait staff, chefs and managers all know it." he said with some satisfaction. Oddly, he said his one hobby was watching women's basketball. "They work together as a team better than the men." he said. And he talked about that for a while.
The man left an impression on me. Here was a fundamentally decent, honest, hardworking- true native Vermonter, I might add, whose life, as far as I could tell, just totally sucked. He said he wanted to work until he died, because at this point in his life the labor was the only thing keeping him alive. He said he had seen others at his age and in similar situations die quickly after they stopped working.
Yep. There was a lady working there I could just sense was the owner. I introduced my self to her, and she said her name was Naiomi. She was one of the 'new' owners who had taken over Henry's since Roberta Goldstein passed on. She said they do this free breakfast every year. I thanked her and told her I would write about it. I left a five dollar donation for Camp Takumta and went home.
*BurlingtonPol Trivia- I myself have washed dishes in a number of resturants around town, including at Henry's itself in the summer of 1991. Yep.
Here's a .pdf file of Tomorrow Night's Special City Council Meeting Agenda. Item number 3 on the deliberative agenda is a public forum on the proposed charter change regarding the elimination of Instant Runoff Voting.
*Awesome Blog by Lea Terhune about the goings on of the Wards 4&7 NPA at North End Neighborhood Planning Assembly. It's pretty cutting edge to drop the superfluous "New" and go with just "North End."
*H.A.N.D.S. (Helping and Nurturing Diverse Seniors) Is a community group whose mission is " to provide social and nutritional opportunities for older adults and their families."
1:58pm-The stars have alligned. My wife is at work. My mother-in-law has the kids, and I don't have to work today. I have the house to myself for the next three hours. It's incredible.
Obviously I have to spend most of that time cleaning. This place is a mess. But look- I'm doing a blog post too. Yay.
I'll update a few times while I'm cleaning.
2:00pm- Yeah, so...
*IRV. Huh. Word on the street is the Dems may, in general, vote to keep IRV. I'm not. I guess we'll see.
*BT. Yeah. I don't care about BT anymore. It can die. It's obviously an imprudent risk. The council should sell it to the highest bidder ASAP and minimize the loss we're going to eat. On a personal note, I cut my own BT service down to just basic internet and basic TV. That should allow me to catch up on my debt to them.
The telecom business is not easy. I still find it hard to believe that Southern Bell ended up eating AT&T. I mean really.
*I eat Tritium for breakfast- I saw Arnie Gunderson on TV and then I realized I had a picture of him on my phone...
2:14pm: Now I'm just procrastinating. Cleaning starts...Now!
2:36pm: Cleaning is daunting. Let's talk about Avatar. My wife forced me to see it for my birthday. First of all the 3D was just like any 3D I've ever seen. Not that special. Secondly- the story was stupid. Why couldn't they get that done in 90 minutes? The thing gave me a headache. Utterly forgettable.
Back to cleaning...
3:40pm: Despair sets in. No more blogging. Just have to do what I can with the time I have left and go get the kids. Sunny Saturday almost over.
I feel like I'm slipping away from the planet. Time keeps spinning faster and faster, and all I can think about lately is walking across the Sahara desert with a Bedouin caravan. Ahh. So warm. So sunny. So magical.
I just renewed my web host for another year. Each year my payment is due by Jan 13, which also happens to be the date my mother died two years ago. This is the start of BurlingtonPol.com's 5th year.
Sorry to all for my lack of blogging lately- Wards 4/7 NPA, Owen- anyone else who has written to me lately looking for me to post this or that- I'll be back at it soon.
Thanks for your patience and thanks for reading BurlingtonPol.com. Visit often!
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