Friday, May 1, 2009

Easter In The Caribbean Part VI: When Will I Learn?



Cocaine Princess here.

After a brief visit to the doctor we returned up to the suite. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and with my one good eye I stared at my other eye. Aside from the fact it was puffy and looked half closed and irregular in shape compared to my right eye it didn't look all that bad. I applied a heap of eye shadow hoping it would help. It didn't. I'm the type of person where if I get one breakout I feel as if the whole world is pointing and looking at my zit. I was determined not to let it damper my holidays so I decided to toughen up. I put my hair up, grabbed my wide brim sunhat and sunglasses. Problem solved! If I had done that in the beginning the malevolent mosquito wouldn't have snacked on me.

We headed back into town and picked up where we left off. Valentina was a big help. 'Remember don't scratch,' she kept reminding me every ten or so minutes which only gave me the urge to want to. I resisted.

While shopping I picked up a magazine from a convenience store when I saw the store was selling Dr. Pepper Cherry. I have seen countless commercials for the Dr. Pepper drink with rocker Gene Simmons and because that particular flavor isn't sold up here I bought and tasted it right in the store..........I'm going to be sticking with the original.

Easter Sunday

I was up at the crack of dawn. I love watching the sun rise and set. I can't quite put it into words other than what a remarkable feeling I receive from watching the sun rise and set in the tropics. The finest sunrise I have seen to date is in Cartagena and the finest sunrise, Cabo San Lucas. The entire sky turns to a magnificent blend of pink and mauve.
Each morning we ate breakfast at the resort's restaurant. There was a large buffet, a made to order omelet station and a fruit and juice bar. On Easter Sunday we decided to eat breakie right at the beach. It was 8am. To get to the beach we needed to pass the pool area and when we did it was packed. Everyone was in a lively mood. High spirits all around. I didn't bother to pay attention why they were so energetic. I assumed they were on vacation and happy. Why else, right?

It was Valentina's suggestion we eat at the beach. When will I learn? When will I learn whenever she suggests we do something it's always something I don't want to do.

Two chairs with a perfect view of the ocean down on the sand were reserved for us. 'Are the waiters bringing us the menus?' I asked. 'It's already been taken care of,' she replied and then turned around. 'Right on time.' When I turned around I saw two waiters bringing us breakfast or what I thought would be breakfast. 'Oh my God,' I commented. 'Are you kidding me?' 'Happy Easter Princess!' 'No,' I said firmly. 'The answer is no.'
To be continued.

Hell’s Kitchen
As a surprise and for a morale booster Gordon Ramsay invited family members of the last 3 remaining chefs and gave each chef some time to spend with their loved ones.

The Challenge
100 award winning chefs, the crème de la crème of Los Angeles were invited to sample dishes prepared by the chefs in their 90 minute time frame and had to vote for their favorite and least favorite. To my surprise Danny’s dishes were voted the worst by 76%. Paula won the challenge and was rewarded with a makeover and then made an appearance on a local L.A. morning talk show with Gordon.

Dinner Service
All three were given a chance to run the kitchen. Chef Ramsay purposely had the substitute chefs sabotage meals and meal tickets. Ramsay was testing to see if the contestants could not only be in charge of the kitchen but be able to spot the mistakes at the same time. Overall it was the best dinner service. The remaining 3 had to nominate one person who would be leaving. Danny and Andrea selected each other. Both were on the chopping block and gave their reasons why they were worthy. In the end it was Andrea who was told to hang up her jacket. 2 Floridians are now left standing. Who will win?

My loyal and dear readers not only is it finally Friday but it's the 1st of May or as it's commonly known up here, le premier jour de mai. A brand spanking new month. The grass is greener, pretty flowers are in bloom, the trees are no longer bare, the birds are chirping melodious tunes and the best part, my pedicured feet are back in stilettos.

Whatever your plans are have a tremendous first weekend of May.-x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

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