Happy New Year
It's been a tough week, teetering atop a tough year. Many friends and neighbors don't have a house to go home to. Our community is incredibly strong, and all of our homes are open to all of you. The outpouring of love and support within the community is a thing of beauty. We will rebuild and we will recover. I will post as many pertinent posts on social for links to donate and support.
We got our snow finally, and it has wrapped the landscape and softened our view and will soak into our soil.
All Moxie locations are officially closed today, but we'll be working out of our kitchen in North Boulder making food for first responders and evacuees and anyone in need. We have tons of food, and you can swing by the Boulder kitchen if you happen to be in the area and in need of food, and the bulk of it will be going to a distribution point in Broomfield to get dispersed to the various shelters now set up in the county.
Thanks to our Moxie team and volunteer crew for jumping in: Emily, Seth, Darcy & Eric, Jake, Kirsten, Donna, Greg, Spencer, Kirk, Joel, Dennis, Lentine....Thanks to our friends for bringing food for us to prepare: Anne Cure, Pastaficio, Jake Plummer, Donna & Greg at FED, Amy & Michael at Nicola, Kirsten at Boulder Broth. Thank you to Marcus for connecting us with World Central Kitchen who flew out here to help mobilize and support the feeding of our community. Thanks Ned and Jason.
Here's to what 2022 holds, and pray it brings peace, love, light and togetherness. Let's shed all of the bullshit of unnecessary crap that we've discovered we don't really need anyway during this past year once and for all.As George Clinton says "Free your Mind and Your Ass Will Follow".
My 12 year old Max and I managed to sneak away last week for some dude time in San Francisco. If you've never rented electric scooters and rolled down the insane hills of the city....well...you should (bring a spare change of skivvies tho). Max and I hit every vintage Nike store and crystal shop on Haight. We ate our way from SF to Healdsburg and then back down. We got a night in our friends RV in Marin, hugged a steaming Giant Sequoia steaming after a weeks worth of rain when the sun poked through, bought a sweet old Kalamazoo guitar from a pawn shop in the Mission....at one point while walking through a little road in Larkspur I looked up to discover a seriously heavy limb holding up a thousand plump lemons, across the way a persimmon tree, and behind me a pineapple guava tree. We ground scored some goodness.
At one point whilst cruising the Mission in the Rain Max was enduring an earful from papa bear on the illustrious history of SF, Haight and the Pan Handle and grabbed the stereo controls only to put on a live Wake of the Flood from the Grateful Dead live in 1973. That a boy.
Best food of the trip? Well, it's also the best story. 6 years ago a young gal named Melissa came to intern at Moxie on bread. She went on to work at some great California bakeries including leading the pastry team at Gjusta in Venice. We keep in touch and I'm always excited to see her texts come through...not too long ago she opened her very own shop in Healdburg called Quail & Condor. Every bite of every dang thing we tasted there was the best of our trip. I sheepishly asked Melissa if I could come intern with her now.
Here's a couple of songs for New Years Day. First a poignant and sad one that is simply amazing..Black Pumas covering Fast Car.
Black Pumas - Fast Car (Tracy Chapman Cover) (Live on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert)
And for the lift....my old friend Vajra used to spin this record for me many late nights in Boulder in the 90's. Cannonball Adderly's Mercy, Mercy, Mercy.
I like his thoughts on adversity...