Down in Denver
Kristin and I recently returned from a trip to Denver. I had never been there, so I wasn’t sure what I was looking for in the actual existence of Denver. I was somewhat disoriented by the city itself; I couldn’t get my bearings at all in the mass of food deserts and corner liquor stores.
We were there to attend the commitment ceremony of our friend Duncan and his partner Rachel. The ceremony was fun and short and a good time to catch up with old friends and listen to new friends. The reception was a potluck with long tables full of all sorts of yummies. There was even banana pudding, which is my favorite locavore exemption.
In the corner was a whole roasted pig, all wrinkled skin and a nice tan head still attached. It skeeved Kristin a little. Her thoughts and imagination turned to the three little pigs we have at the farm and how they would look spread out on a table, some chef’s hands all in their insides pulling out hunks of smoked muscle and fat. But she says she may eat them when it comes time just because she knows that they have had amazing lives full of good food, tons of space and belly rubs twice a day (more on weekends!).
The reception after-party wasn’t really my thing, which was kind of a bummer. Since I don’t drink or smoke anymore I find it increasingly hard to relate to the folks who I consider “my people” – the artists and anarchists and renegade agrarians who wash over me wherever I go – once the sun goes down on a Saturday night. I can’t keep up or interact. Maybe I’m getting old or maybe I simply over did things way back when and now I am paying the price for my lack of foresight . As I keep repeating to myself and others – regardless, here we are…
* The name of this post comes from a song by …Revel in the Morning. They once did a show in the basement of the Local Revolt house in Wilmington. I lived there for quite a while, well from start to finish actually, and our friend Duncan lived there for six months or so. Nathaniel, pictured in many of the slides in the above slide show, lived there for a year. There is a video of a song from the Revel show featuring the actual basement of Local Revolt. It was shot by the band on August 14, 2003 –