My friend Sara is a writer. She's also beautiful. In every aspect of the word. And I am proud of her.
http://misadventuresofmommy.wordpress.com/2009/10/13/writing-prompt-i-remember/
The Countess: All of us are freaks in one way or another. Try being born a male Russian Countess into a white, middle class, Baptist family in Mississippi, and you'll see what I mean.
About Me
- La Feroce Bete
- Greenville, South Carolina, United States
- ..everywhere i go someone tries to set me on fire..
Monday, October 12, 2009
Seven months and counting...
"How long before I get in. Before it starts. Before I begin." Coldplay
seven months ago:
January
We began renting our space. The neighborhood was new. The crack hos were a shock. Sort of. The kind of hard work was still physical.
seven months and counting:
October
We have successfully established ourselves as one of Greenville's competative restaurants. The hard work is hardwork.
It's funny how a year ago I would have spilled my beer on you and laughed if you had said I would be the owner of a successful bakery and coffee shop. Now there's no time for beer. No time for telemarketers. No time for The Hills. But there is time for reflection. And it is good.
seven months ago:
January
We began renting our space. The neighborhood was new. The crack hos were a shock. Sort of. The kind of hard work was still physical.
seven months and counting:
October
We have successfully established ourselves as one of Greenville's competative restaurants. The hard work is hardwork.
It's funny how a year ago I would have spilled my beer on you and laughed if you had said I would be the owner of a successful bakery and coffee shop. Now there's no time for beer. No time for telemarketers. No time for The Hills. But there is time for reflection. And it is good.
Friday, August 21, 2009
No Poetry Gary Jules
"There's no poetry between us"
Said the paper to the pen
Something's burning in the attic
That her tongue will not defend
Through the arc of conversation
Past the teeth behind the smile
Down the miracle mileTo the bottom of the ladder
Paint your eyes and hide the tatters
What's the matter baby?
Could we go downtown
To the middle of the world?
You were always such a pretty girl
And you told me I was beautiful
"There's no poetry between us"
Said the paper to the pen
"And I get nothing for my trouble
But the ink beneath my skin"
If your clothes are getting weary
And your soul's gone out of style
Blame the miracle mile
And the bottom of the ladder
Paint your eyes and hide the tatters
What's the matter baby?...I'm coming too
Said the paper to the pen
Something's burning in the attic
That her tongue will not defend
Through the arc of conversation
Past the teeth behind the smile
Down the miracle mileTo the bottom of the ladder
Paint your eyes and hide the tatters
What's the matter baby?
Could we go downtown
To the middle of the world?
You were always such a pretty girl
And you told me I was beautiful
"There's no poetry between us"
Said the paper to the pen
"And I get nothing for my trouble
But the ink beneath my skin"
If your clothes are getting weary
And your soul's gone out of style
Blame the miracle mile
And the bottom of the ladder
Paint your eyes and hide the tatters
What's the matter baby?...I'm coming too
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Coffee to a Tea
Just thought I'd post some pictures of the completed and open coffee shop and bakery. 
We've had some great free advertising from newspaper, magazine articles, and internet write-ups! We've had much traffic from these interviews and stories.

We keep three different cakes on the counter at all times and serve and light lunch menu.

Our decor makes a relaxed and inviting space for coffee drinkers, bloggers*, and hungry patrons.
If you live in Greenville, SC you owe it to yourself to visit the Wild West End. If you don't live in Greenville - Come visit!
*free Wi-Fi
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Butter Pecan
I eat, sleep, and bake.
I love it.
I am SO tired when I have to face a 15 hour day at 6am with one eye frosted shut.
But I love it.
I measure the raw, clean, pure ingredients.
I mix and whip.
I get to spin all the day's dirt off on mix 10.
My favorite. Cause it's fast like me.
I pour, bake, test, bake, test, and SLAM!
If no one's blood pressure spikes I'm slightly disappointed.
But there's always tomorrow. ;)
I love it.
I am SO tired when I have to face a 15 hour day at 6am with one eye frosted shut.
But I love it.
I measure the raw, clean, pure ingredients.
I mix and whip.
I get to spin all the day's dirt off on mix 10.
My favorite. Cause it's fast like me.
I pour, bake, test, bake, test, and SLAM!
If no one's blood pressure spikes I'm slightly disappointed.
But there's always tomorrow. ;)
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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