Monday, January 23, 2006

nothing gold can stay

deery-lou.

Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

- robert frost

first of all every time i read this poem i think of ponyboy and the rest of the outsiders. sigh...but more importantly this poem sums how i feel right now. its definitely one of my favorite poems. now onto the reason for this post. it's an end of an era. last night we went to madame kalbi's for christine's birthday. a little reminder, m. kalbi was the bbq lady near my old apartment. we use to go there quite a bit before moving. she had the best food ever. and always treated us really good. she rocked! sadly last night we came to find out that she is no longer there. apparently she has immigrated to indonesia 3 days ago. i am bummed that i never got to see her again. i will definitely miss her and the times spent at her restaurant. she always made a feel so welcomed and the place had an overall good vibe to it. unfortunately, even before knowing the fate of m. kalbi i noticed that the vibe in the restaurant was completely different. it felt lifeless. although the meat tasted somewhat the same, the sidedishes were not nearly as good as when she was there. it has lost that spark that made it a great place to go: m. kalbi herself. so most likely it looks like i will probably not be venturing back there anytime soon. its time to move on. m. kalbi where ever you are i wish you all the best in life. it was pleasure to have met you if only so briefly.

be well...

3 comments:

Misty L said...

SAD!! I'm so glad we got to spend new years day there. Kate and I never would have experienced the fabulous Rose Wine if it weren't for her.

Kate said...

oh my god, i am so sad! i LOVED m. kalbi and the energy she brought to the place. so sorry e.

dac said...

damn it!!!
we have to find her...indonesia is not that big a place. what would nancy do?