From Pearl’s Brewhouse to Hotel Emma (Part 2)

The World Is a Book...

Here are a few additional photos of the hotel.

I also like how they frame the old-time brewing facility with a stone arch door.

The courtyard is decorated with heavy brewing equipment, which does ensure the consistency.

In doing so, the authenticity is maintained and its history well preserved.

And, the Riverwalk is just a few yards away.

Happy Thursday! 🙂

Part 1 is here..

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Russian to Trump: Your budget cuts will hurt the little children


— Matt Boris with Andrews McMeel Syndication

It feels like Sen. Ted Cruz just filed another bill to repeal Obamacare without a replacement. And Donald Trump said, “Hold my beer.”

The still-free press are reporting that administration budget chopper Mick Mulvaney yesterday briefed the media on Trump’s latest slash-and-burn 2018 budget proposal. He bragged that Trump would balance the budget by eliminating the child care tax credit and the earned income tax credit — benefits for working families — for undocumented immigrants, as well as $800 billion in Medicaid benefits.

Reporter: “Whether they’re here illegally or not, those families have American-citizen children.”
Mulvaney: “We have all kinds of other programs for poor kids.”
Reporter: “You’re cutting that, too.”

Congress doesn’t need to take the fall for immoral, ruthless attacks on health care for the poor and ill, and related threats to the health of every American. Trump is going to do it…

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Oreo Millionaire Shortbread


the creative life in between

Oreo Millionaire Shortbread.


This recipe is ONLY for the most serious chocolate and salted caramel lovers.

Others – please disregard!

One of our friends who we meet up with every Thursday on our John’s Bar date night had a birthday last week.

Friends’ birthdays are always a great excuse for me to bake and try something new.

So for our sweet friend, Donna, I made these amazingly decadent Oreo Millionaire Shortbread cookie bars.

O… M… G!

What could be more indulgent than an Oreo cookie crust layered with homemade salted caramel and then topped with rich, creamy chocolate and sprinkled with additional Oreo crumbs?!?!

I found a recipe at Baking a Mess, but the recipe was in British weights and measures and contained ingredients I was not familiar with (caster sugar and golden syrup). I did a little research into converting grams to cups…

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From serpent to salamander

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

From the serpent stones of Arbor Low, we headed to the village of Youlgreave in search of tea and salamanders. There is a pub that provides the former and a church that provides a superb glimpse into the history of the area. Youlgreave is an odd place… a village with a memory of grandeur. Once upon a time, judging by the scale of the church, the residential architecture and the faded names of businesses that linger above doorways, it must have been a bustling little town. Like many such places though, industry changed and moved on, taking its wealth with it and leaving the only ghosts of former glories behind.

Youlgreave church bears witness to past times, but not just to the lead mines that made the sleepy village once a centre of industry. It contains relics of a long history dating back to the time of the Domesday book…

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Out & About—Bankhead Springs, drive-through ghost town

Russel Ray Photos

Out & About

After my wise old grandmother adopted me in December 1965, I had daily access to a television and got addicted to Lucille Ball. I watched anything and everything in which she made an appearance, beginning with “I Love Lucy.”

In 1957, “I Love Lucy” morphed into Season 1 of “The Lucille Ball-Desi Arnaz Show.” The second episode, “The Celebrity Next Door,” originally broadcast on December 3, 1957, left an impression with an impressionable teenager, not because of anything specific about the show but because of one of the guest stars, Tallulah Bankhead (1902-1968), the celebrity. The name was so unusual that it stuck with me for many years….

….even unto the present.

Earlier this year when I was out touring Old Highway 80, I came upon Bankhead Springs. Bankhead. Couldn’t be any connection.

“Au contraire, bison breath,” someone more famous than me used to say.

Bankhead Springs was named for John Hollis Bankhead…

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The continuation of politics by other means.

Tallis Steelyard


Politics, as practiced in Uttermost Partann, is something of an extreme sport. It is possible for practitioners to die in their own beds, but normally this is the result of an acute digestive upset. Death by misadventure is aspirational, dying of old age almost unknown.

Still there are rules, or at least firm guidelines. The killing of family members by poison, or at the blade of an expensively hired assassin is considered acceptable. Having them torn apart by wild horses is a breach of good manners.

Disposing of female relatives is an area where a degree of awkwardness can creep in. There are any number of religious institutions which have grown up purely to provide housing for ladies of uncertain political temperament. They can be housed in secure accommodation in conditions that vary from genteel good taste to unspeakable squalor. If the lady in question has managed to transgress against…

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Writer in Residence – William Blake A Man Born Before his Time by Paul Andruss

Smorgasbord - Variety is the spice of life

This week Paul Andruss shares an exclusive post written for Smorgasbord. I am guilty of not looking beneath some of the books and poems that I have read. William Blake was required reading at school but I now realise how sanitised those lessons were. We never got to hear the cool bits.. or the events and writings that were frowned upon. And that lack of telling the story of the men and women behind the classics of the day meant that many of us did not revisit them in adulthood. As it was with Blake and for me… However, in his usual well researched and well crafted article, Paul Andruss does what my teacher was not permitted to do and ignited my imagination and desire to know more.

Ancient of Days (Frontispiece from Europe a prophecy- Blake)

William Blake 1757 –1827 is best remembered for lines from a handful of poems.


And did those feet…

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Unexpected Shaman (2) – two journeys to Chichen Itza

The Silent Eye

Jerome, my newly-found Mayan Shaman friend, was born in Belize, and had travelled before settling, for the present, in Yucatan, Mexico.

I had been surprised at how vividly alive the Mayan culture was in this part of Central America. It was not just a done-for-tourists thing, it was deeply real; an identity with a gentle, spiritual and creative race, even down to the carefully-preserved ancient Mayan language that an increasing number of the region’s people speak.

Initially, I had presumed that what was Mayan had been contained in what is now Mexico; but its peaceful ’empire’ had stretched far along the narrow strip of land that links the Americas.

“Everyone was poor in Belize,” he said. There was no regret in his words, it was simply how things were.

“How things are…” His eyes flashed the deeper meaning up at me as we sat, otherwise alone, in the quiet of…

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The poetic presidency (satire alert)


It is a little known fact that our current president likes to dabble in poetry. His latest obsession is haiku, and of course, he writes the very best, really tremendous haiku. Here’s a sampling gleaned from the papers attached by little golf-ball magnets to the White House refrigerator:

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