Great Afternoon Brunch...

Sundays are the best days. Often they are filled with good friends, eating, and coffee!  

Sundays are brunch days. Yes, you can eat brunch any day, but on Sundays, especially in the south there is a culture that is surrounded by  weekend brunch…and I love it.

This Sunday a group of us went to Radial Café for an afternoon brunch. Put any thoughts of brunch being defined by time. It is an experience  of friendship and the breaking of bread with those friends, and for me it is all centered around that delicious, ceramic mugged, bitter, bold, caffeinated fluid. Gouda Scramble was the piece de resistance- ordered by 4 out of the 7 members of the group. This day I chose the Salmon Scramble and do believe that I have found a new favorite.

This Sunday also happened to be the first chilly day of the cold season. I arrived in a t-shirt and soon needed to dapper up to eat in cozy comfort. Click the middle image to see the way brunch dandy dresses.

Morning Coffee...

Through the night the rains dropped and the clouds moved in to visit. The usual miniature city scape was turned over to the large radio towers. And that makes for another great morning. My roomie Alex made breakfast- eggs with gouda and delicious sausage.

I made the coffee this morning. Trader Joes does it again! Being out of coffee and being at Trader Joes I made the snap decision to purchase a dark roast whole bean coffee at the cheapest price. Turns out that… it's DELICIOUS! Thank you Trader Joes Dark Coffee.

A Visual Commentary...

I sat down in church today, not in a seat but, on the floor. There was an obtuse corner that begged for my attention. The light shining from the tall window was directly on my lap, in a fashion that yearned for creation. Ruth and I have been creating a booklet throughout this quarter, and I hadn't constructed a page all week. Last week I did my page while running slides for the service, and it seemed fitting for me to create again this day.

I sat on the floor in the wide corner and set my things all around me. The worship music began, and my worship painting followed. My worship this morning was more of a confession, a pouring out of my heart to God.

Below is my attempt at concept...tell me what you think.

Here we have the visual and the editorial. Yes! I do believe that I am a fan of this work after all. John Hendrix, SooJin Buzelli, and Chris Buzelli were special guests at the Atlanta campus of Savannah College of Art and Design, and they all did their part in inspiring me.

Chris said that 'Concept is King,' which is a phrase that is now covering my sketch-book. They sunk in because I am somewhat of a literal thinker. I draw what I see and hear. Little for me is conceptual.

Best Froth Evan!

I was making cappuccinos for some peeps at work the other day and this is what happened. It truly is a work of beauty, if I do say so myself...

Chalkboard Master

So we serve all sorts of coffee now. And guess who the lucky chalkboard guy was... that's right,it was me.