Red Iguana? Over-hyped.

I went to Red Iguana....once...

We didn't have to wait that long, but I was completely underwhelmed by the food. Completely. I had such high expectations that I was really looking forward to it.

Imagine my disappointment though, when I could only try one of their moles. I'm (mildly) allergic to peanuts so most of them were off-limits. The one I did try, seemed bland to me. See, I'm a spicy-food-loving girl. I was raised on it. Yum. These moles (my foodie friend that was with me tried all of them and agrees) had impressive lists of ingredients, but when tasted they fell flat to me. There really was no flavor layering or complexity.

Think of it this way: It was like taking 5 paints and mixing them together for brown. Instead of each color maintaining some semblance of its former self. That's what these flavors did. They blended together so much that the food tasted brown. There was no discernible remnants of where the flavors came from. It was just brown, and not beautifully layered flavors.

I know that Guy Fieri loved the moles and said they were "money." We are all entitled to our opinions.

I don't get the Red Iguana worship. I really don't. I've had much better Mexican food in my day. And you can get food that compares (extremely well) other places. I recently read a review of Red Iguana that said "The food was great, there is no doubt about that, but not so out of this world impressive that I would turn up and queue for a long period." There is probably no way I will eat there again (lactose intolerance aside, I love to eat Mexican food. But the stomach ache is not worth the Red Iguana....), unless it was for a friend and I loved that friend a good deal. She knows who she is. ;)

The food isn't bad. I'm not saying it is, I'm just saying it's unimpressive and over-hyped.

RE: Jon's Mom

Your mom's arms are so short, she has to tilt her head to scratch her ear!

or

Your mom's so old she's in Jesus's yearbook!

That's all

Walking on Clouds

For those that don't know, I met with a General Authority (GA) yesterday. He is a friend's uncle, and I got the hook-up. I know that I'm lucky to have a friend with an uncle who is a GA, because this is not a normal occurrence for most Church members.

Thank you, dear friend. You totally made my day...make that life!

The meeting was more than I could have hoped for. We talked about how it's hard to be a single adult in the Church.

I'm not talking in-college-single-adult. I'm talking career-holding-single-adult over the age of about 25. Up until then, singleness is tolerated fairly well. At my age, it's looked on with pity, uncertainty, and even disdain. (Not by all, but all three have been directed towards me in one way or another.)

People like me are given advice:

• Well, if you just did ..... I bet you'd find a guy.
• You know I bet it's because guy's find you ..... so if you were less ..... I bet you'd find a guy.
• You can be a mom too, we're meant to be nurturers and you can nurture without being married and having your own kids!

Thanks, but none of this is good advice and to all of you, I call your bullshit. Thanks, but none of this is actually helpful to anyone who is single. It makes us secretly hate you. Clearly, you're married and oh-so-incredibly-happy and that makes you an expert on getting married and being happy even if I'm not married! Neither of those is true.

Anyway, I digress. The Elder I met with, told me that he agrees that the plight of the singles isn't great. That the Church once upon a time had a council who's sole purpose in being was to make sure our needs were being addressed and taken care of. This council hasn't existed in about over 30 years. He'd like to see it reinstated. I would too.

We talked about how I feel it's harder to be female and single in the Church. (I'm not trying to minimize the plight of the single men, I promise.) You see, there's a difference in what the young men are taught and what the young women are taught. Go ahead, do a quick comparison. I'll wait.....

See? We are taught, as young women when we are most impressionable, that we are only meant to marry and have babies and be great home makers. There are a few lessons on choosing vocations, getting educations, being independent...but we all know that we won't need those lessons. We're to be wives! mothers! and we'll rock at it.

Until it doesn't happen.

I pointed out this discrepancy to the Elder, and he said "that scope is much too narrow! I agree with you."

He wants me to talk to the Relief Society General President about my current situation. (And others like me.) He wants me to talk to the Priesthood leader who leads the council over the Primary, Young Men, Young Women, Relief Society, Elder's Quorum about possibly changing the curriculum to be more inclusive...without diminishing our divine roles.

He's asked me to sit down and figure out what I would have liked to have been taught, now with hindsight in my favor. And present that to those who can make a difference.

I can't even tell you what this feels like. Some emotions: nervous, happy, scared, ecstatic, joy, terror, freedom, validation, vindication..........

I feel like God is smiling down on me. Like He is opening up a path to me that I couldn't have dreamed of walking down. It's as if He is saying, "look, this is why you've done all you've done and why things were the way they were. I needed you to do this."

But most of all. I feel like my grandma is proud of me.

I miss you Grandma. This is for you.