What Cynthia Nixon From “Sex In The City” Taught Me!


My oldest daughter Lexy was a theater major in New York City.

Lexy was a stage manager with aspirations to work on Broadway.

On the ladder up, she became involved with what is labeled “Off Off Broadway” and “Off Broadway” plays.

Four years ago I visited Lexy in NYC and attended Shakespeare’s, “Twelfth Night”, which she worked with.

These folks did a great job with the production, though I am not a fan of Shakespeare.

Most of the seats were filled.

I was in the back row.

We were twenty minutes into the play when a family walked in.

I caught a glimpse of them from the corner of my eye.

The lady was gawking into the pitch darkness for empty seats.

The only ones were next to me.

I did the neighborly thing.

I stretched out my hand towards them, beckoning to the seats next to me.

This red-head caught sight of my waving hand, thanked me, and proceeded to sit with her small children, placing her son squarely on her lap.

I found it creepy when several people turned around, goggling and muttering something to her about meeting at a party.

During the remainder of the play this woman lovingly and patiently with a gentle voice described to the child on her lap what was going on, even singing along to the Shakespearian songs.

I was struck by her tender spirit.

The lights went up for intermission.

My daughter ran to me, eyes protruding like fried eggs.

“Do you know who the person sitting next to you is?” she laughed.

“No”, I calmly said.

“It’s Cynthia Nixon from Sex in the City”.

I don’t watch TV.  You can ask my wife.

I responded to Lexy, “Who’s Cynthia Nixon and what is Sex in the City?”

When the play finished Cynthia Nixon gave me her multi colored program.

Everyone else had black and white ones.

She went on to stay, talk to the crew and sign autographs.

For me, Cynthia and her family were people whom God had called me to love and serve.

The Bible tells us to reach out to strangers and be hospitable to them.

This was one day that I was glad that I am not a TV watcher.

We over estimate TV stars too much.

As far as I saw, Cynthia Nixon is an everyday person, an awesome mom and a genuinely decent human being.

She and her family were folks simply in needs of seats, and the Holy Spirit was attentive to provide them.

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What Cynthia Nixon From Sex In The City Taught Me!


My oldest daughter Lexy was a theater major in New York City.

Lexy was a stage manager with aspirations to work on Broadway.

On the ladder up to this prestigious bunch, Lexy got her hands wet with what are labeled “ Off Off Broadway” and “Off Broadway” plays.

Several years back I traveled to the Big Apple, to visit Lexy and watch Shakespeare’s, “Twelfth Night”, which she worked with.

These people did a great job with the production, though I am not a Shakespeare fan.

Most of the seats were filled; I was in the back row. We were about twenty minutes into the play when a family walked in. I caught a glimpse of them from the corner of my eye.  The lady was gawking and staring into the pitch darkness for free seats. The only ones were next to me.

I did the neighborly thing. I stretched out my hand towards them, beckoning and pointing them to the ones next to me. This red-head caught sight of my waving hand, thanked me,  and proceeded to sit with her small children, her son squarely on her lap.

I found it weird when several people turned around, ogling and muttering something at her about meeting at a party.

During the rest of the play this lady lovingly and patiently explained to the son on her lap what was going and even sang along to the music.

I was struck by her gentle spirit.

The lights went up for intermission. My daughter ran up to me, eyes bulging like fried eggs.

“Do you know who this person sitting next to you is?” she laughed.

“No”, I casually said..

“It’s Cynthia Nixon from Sex in the City”.

I am not a TV watcher.

I replied back to Lexy, “Who’s is Cynthia Nixon and what is Sex in the City?”

At the end of the play Cynthia Nixon gave me her colored program. Everyone else had gotten one in black and white.

She went on to stay, talk to the crew and sign autographs.

For me, she and her family were just people whom God had called me to love and be friendly to. The Bible tells us to reach out to strangers and be hospitable to them.

This is one day that I was glad that I am not a TV watcher.

Cynthia Nixon and her family were simply folks in need of seats.

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The Anthology Of a Santo Domingo Paella – Voila!


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Master Paella Maker, Fernando Tapias, buying the ingredients in Santo Domingo, DR.

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Laying out the stuff

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Lighting the Special Paella Stove

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Chicken

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+ Pork

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+ Fresh Garlic and Onion

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+ Red and Green Pepper

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+ Rice

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+ Fish Stock

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+ Baby Octopus, Fish and Scallops

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+ Shrimp

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+ Another Kind of Shrimp and Clams

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+ Mussels

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+ Langosta

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+ Peas

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Cover and Simmer

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Voila

How To Make A Paella in Twenty Steps!


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My wife and I were invited to the Dominican Republic by our friends Fernando and Lorena Tapias. Fernando is known as a renowned paella chef. The paella is dish which includes yellow rice, chicken, and a variety of sea food, pimentos and peas. You can get it at exclusive Latin restaurants. The dish is expensive and can take an hour to cook, but, oh, is it worth it. We were fortunate that during our brief stay, Fernando cooked for us.

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Fernando took us to a supermarket in Santo Domingo, capital of the Dominican Republic. You can notice his purchase. Red and green peppers, a variety of onions, chicken, shrimp, scallops, mini lobsters and seasonings. Yum!

 

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When we got back to his apartment, Fernando and his daughters got all of the ingredients in order. The center bottom tray is minced fresh garlic

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Fernando and his family lived in a beautiful pent house apartment overlooking the city of Santo Domingo. It was beautiful site, overlooking the city at night, while our mouths watered for the paella. In this photo, Fernando lights his paella stove.

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The first course of action was to brown the chicken in oil.

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Next, Fernando did the same with pork.

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This is a combination of onions and garlic browned to perfection.

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Fernando browns a combination of red and green peppers.

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The master at work, browning, simmering, and blending.

 

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Next, Fernando distributes the raw rice over the dish.

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A guest was put to work by smothering the concoction with fish stock.

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As the dish simmers Fernando adds baby octopus, fish and scallops. Amazing!

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After that, Fernando adds shrimp.

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Next, another type of shrimp and clams!

 

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As if this was not enough, Fernando enhances the dish with mussels.

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Red and green peppers and longostinas, which are small lobsters.

 

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Now, the famous peas which is the bedrock of a paella.

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The master, adjusting the flame to impeccable perfection.

 

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Cover and Simmer

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Voila! Such an incredible night of eating. A sumptuous paella, a glass of wine, with great friends on the pent house porch overlooking the beautiful city of Santo Domingo.

What Cynthia Nixon From Sex In The City Taught Me!


My oldest daughter Lexy was a theater major in New York City.

Lexy was a stage manager with aspirations to work on Broadway.

On the ladder up to this prestigious bunch, Lexy gets her hands wet with what are labeled “ Off Off Broadway” and “Off Broadway” plays.

Several years back I traveled to the Big Apple, to visit Lexy and watch Shakespeare’s, “Twelfth Night”, which she worked with.

These people did a great job with the production, though I am not a Shakespeare fan.

Most of the seats were filled; I was in the back row. We were about twenty minutes into the play when a family walked in. I caught a glimpse of them from the corner of my eye.  The lady was gawking and staring into the pitch darkness for free seats. The only ones were next to me.

I did the neighborly thing. I stretched out my hand towards them, beckoning and pointing them to the ones next to me. This red-head caught sight of my waaving hand thanked me and proceeded to sit with her small children, her son squarely on her lap.

I found it weird when several people turned around, ogling and muttering something at her about meeting at a party.

During the rest of the play this lady lovingly and patiently explained to the son on her lap what was going and even sang along to the music.

I was struck by her gentle spirit.

The lights went up for intermission. My daughter ran up to me, eyes bulging like fried eggs.

“Do you know who this person sitting next to you is?” she laughed.

“No”, I said.

“It’s Cynthia Nixon from Sex in the City”.

I am not a TV watcher.

I replied back to Lexy, “Who’s is Cynthia Nixon and what is Sex in the City?”

At the end of the play Cynthia Nixon gave me her colored program. Everyone else had gotten one in black and white.

She went on to stay, talk to the crew and sign autographs.

For me, she and her family were just people whom God had called me to love and be friendly to. The Bible tells us to reach out to strangers and be hospitable to them.

This is one day that I was glad that I am not a TV watcher.

Cynthia Nixon and her family were simply folks in need of seats.

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