Pictures from the BIG CHEESE!

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The Burnett's trying the decide from the goliath of a menu and our favorite Nurse' s first time at the popular UM community hangout.

The Stone and Long Sisters posing with the memoribilia littered cover walls and my personal favorite Shrimp Scampi Parmesian!

The Big Cheese
One of my most favorite restaurants in South Miami is The Big Cheese, a local Italian style eatery just north of Dadeland Station Plaza. Named as such , they have the best and cheesiest Shrimp Scampi Parmesian that I have ever had. The restaurant is small and cozy with seating outside; inside, the aromas of the smokey wood burning oven enhances whatever pizza is being toasted to perfection. More than famous, The Big Cheese's garlic rolls are baked fresh every other minute. I always end up ordering one more basket to take home. The garlic is fresh and strong enough to pull most patients out of their comas or revive any finals suffering college student out of her end of term blues.

Recently, I was there with my sisters and brother-in-law, and our friend who is a local but had never been there.

The Big Cheese is a proud sponsor of my Alma Mater, the great and green, University of Miami, which is located just a few blocks north of the restaurant. Inside the restaurant, lover's of the local sports teams (the CANES, the FIU Golden Panthers, the Dolphins and the Heat) can view sports memoriable from as for back as the late seventies- early eighties.

The Big Cheese is a great place for those seeking to reminisce on their good ole college days and the interesting and glory years of South Florida Sports.
So, happy eating, Florida!

-Go 'CANES!

for more information, click the link
http://www.bigcheesemiami.com/flash.html

Today

remember being a kid
rain coming down like tears on the glass funny
patterns on your face on your arms
and you're somewhere between no where
and almost strange fat guys in jumpers
take your toys away some of them
you might never see again?
mommy and daddy faces too tight today
and even though you thought you would
just go invisible and leave for nine
years in an empty cardboard box
in the rain you were still in the way whole

world seemed made of paper
and today you can't say goodbyes you wouldn't
ever say another goodbye condemned
to remember every Ericka,
Shital, and Jefferey and everytime after
there was a tragic shift in the world like a box
too small on moving day....

A. P. Stone
Copyright ©2005 Alissa Patrice Stone

The 1st

We can talk

about souls and like college students

we can romanticise
struggle with a sort of borrowed wisedom,
borrowed words. And you talk
and I listen and I can only agree,
as though you've somehow achieved encompassing
God. Then I struggle
again
with what I am worshipping.


-A. P. Stone
Copyright ©2005 Alissa Patrice Stone

bast

...before darkness

The Fun Ones:

poetry forms and poetry games pt.2

Abecedarian: "...next time won't you sing with me!"

Photo montage: "don't blink!"

graph

little

Shavings

three in the abecedarian photo-montage series
Photography

by

A. P. Stone
inspiration, harmony in the F sharp 'Vanilla Sky' at Miami Dade College
Kendall Campus

The Fountain at Night at the end of Memorial Drive

University of Miami, Coral Gables in Florida

photographed by A. P. Stone

The FUN Ones:

poetry forms and poetry games pt.1

Collage: "Waste not, want not."
List poems:"So many things to do and too few people to do them."



"Lessons from Poems"



1. suddenly cooler at night, I stand on the street with my mouth like
the Wide Mouth Frog

2. The digital clock beats out slow vermilion time

3. when are you getting rid of that; I looked at my typewriter and cried.

4. You don’t like being splashed, but the ocean lashing your back soothes.

5. The steam lets up and you have stopped grappling for the soap; I pause listening to the worries in the bubbles, then I go back to sounding out sounds.

6. we fall on the bed, pinch it love it grateful for its coolness.

7. I bury my face in the downslope of your back

8. Hammmhhph, luv

9. Take out the measuring type.

10. You bought Jergens this time, I thought about being 9 and about being burned alive in grandma’s bathtub about how I learned to levitate over water.

11. Put it all back into the poem, she said.

12. You make me angry when you whistle, pinch my sides under the water

13. some white, some blue, some all spark and twinkle, but, oh


-A. P. Stone
a collaged 14 line prism poem using discarded text from journal
©2003

The Watercolor

The proceeding post is a poetic reading by A.P. Stone
copyrighted 2005