a little dance around the maypole

greeetings kids

hooba here, on the eve of may day. many of you have never experienced what the first of may has to offer so i shall enlighten you. in my day there was a celebration commemorating something that had to do with a pole. this was long before i ever encountered strippers and the like, so the pole was generally outdoors and encompassed a little frolic of sorts to celebrate springtime. most folks would express their ardor with flowers and the obligatory dance around said pole which may have been decorated in various motifs. keep it clean my friends. one year in college i was the recipient of flowers from a certain woman who fancied me at the time so i took it upon myself to learn of the tradition. in that vein i will try to continue it and will probably pick flowers from a neighbors backyard to present to the current woman of my desire. no thanks to match.com. anyway.


we opened two weeks ago last friday and i must say that i am pleased with the progress here at the little place in the burgs of southern washington. most of the locals are a bit confused by the "hooba's here" sign and consequently they drive by scratching their heads. now and then one will call the number at the bottom and inquire as to what a hooba is. i'm here to tell you it's not what "a hooba is" rather what "hooba's is". this little vision of mine is beginning to take shape and for that i'm thankful. i wandered aimlessly for many months until it occured to me that it will be what the locals want it to be. i will admit that when it all is said and done i will be the ultimate decision maker. hooba will say that if you're inclined to be anything but relaxed and tolerant you could be a bit disappointed. i encourage a healthy repartee but draw the line at politics, discrimination, and religion. i had an instance yesterday whence i had to remind some of my customers that we're not about gossip and the local goings on. enjoy the hamburger and fish tacos while waxing prolific on the grandkids or weather but leave your heartfelt and earnest opinions to yourself please. with that said we shall see what evolves.


i was fortunate to meet a new friend this past weekend and for that am thankful. hopefully she will not be the last person to visit from afar. i'm guessing the photos snapped will not appear on a website of ill repute and i would discourage you all from searching for them. nothing compromising i'm sure. i think. would you be so kind as to snap a photo or two and send me a copy to display here in the shop to let others know just how much fun we're having in beautiful husum, washington? remember it's your seat so don't tell anybody about this place. the goal is determined by the means of getting there. however you get here do it. we'll be celebrating cinco de mayo this weekend so enjoy the fact that we have our own independence day coming soon. the first annual husum fourth of july parade is just around the corner. join us. the kitchen floor has been sufficiently scrubbed so i shall head to the hills. is you is or is you ain't? be who you are with a bit more kindness and i shall see you soon.


hooba the matchless

hooba weathers the weekend

hooba here


greetings and salutations--look it up--. good news my friends i made it thru the weekend with minimal help and numerous customers who are beginning to hop on the bandwagon. for those of you who are reluctant i understand your trepidation. the buzz of interest in what's going on here in husum at my modest little hangout is starting to matriculate throughout the community and surrounding area. being without help, yet not helpless, i spent some time worrying about this weekend during the days leading up to it. friday was another fine day to be here and many new customers chose to find out what the sandwich board at the road proclaiming "hooba's here" was all about. i winged it until my substitute help arrived and from there we made food and beverage service seem like a walk in the park. ron & don, dave and ron, chris and dave, roger and laurie, steve and jill, and all the rest who wandered in got hooba into a bit of a tizzy. when our local health inspector showed up about five thirty imagine what was going thru my mind. i inadvertantly left my waste receptacle in the area of the hand wash sink and for that was penalized. minus the bleach water added another 5 points and thus my first inspection was less than perfect. note the abscence of anything food related. once hooba started cookin' things were happenin'. i would suggest you claim your spot as a regular before we run out of said spots. remember--don't tell anyone about this place as it's your seat.


in our search for the most perfect environment i decided to purchase a satellite radio set up only to find it mobile instead of in house. we shall try to rectify that in the near future because many of the patrons don't cotton much to hooba's taste for classical music. seems as though everyone's a dj these days. where hooba grew up there were two kinds of music--country and western-- so imagine my chagrin when the only station with good reception is constantly derided as un hooba like. try as i might culture is still a ways off here in the wilds of southern washington. i'm thinking that the entire zappa catalog on shuffle might just be what the locals are wanting and with the help of a friend in phx that could come to fruition. i must email him directly. frank's rendition of black napkins is truly a classic and having my own chrome dinette in house i constanly think of his obscure "one size fits all" album which makes some of this new music reek of child's play. should you not be acquainted with his legacy of brilliant music i would suggest you rush out and procure some for your home listening pleasure. he is truly the egg of all persuasions.


hooba's hopes of finding mrs. right via the internet has sadly come to an end after almost 6 months of advertising via cyberspace. seems as though i was overly optimistic in my expectations and consequently have been sorely disappointed in the results so will forthwith cease giving money to what apparently is a scam. i would much rather send the money directly to vegas to play the 4 or 10 on the craps table in hopes of riding it to my great fortune. if any of you have suggestions or better yet a rich, single female in the family that meets certain criteria please let me know and i will send you the money i was spending on computer dating. if she doesn't do dishes it won't work. call me old fashioned but those who cook don't clean up and as many of you know i've done a bit of cooking over the years but alas am still the dishwasher, among other things. hooba wears many hats. i shan't be detered in my mission although many say it's impossible. on that note i will bid you adieu. i think that's french. until next time i hope you stop by and enjoy my humble little establishment for what it is. husum's hangout.


hooba the wifeless

jeez april already?

hooba here


seems like just yesterday i logged on but alas there are some new hoops to jump thru. being short on the technology side of cooking i guess i was just short of simmering. we opened on friday the 13th and lo and behold the crowd was nothing short of awesome. i left no stone unturned in my quest to deliver. the fish tacos and the burgers seemed to be the cats meow. the pickled onions were the shit but the pickles per se were a bit understated. nobody seemed to mind that we were a bit short of staff and as luck would have it my friend joe jumped in to help and we were saved. we had but one small child and no high chairs but they were warned. nobody seemed to mind the lack of ranch dressing so we shall persevere. we might one day have a ranch dressing night but you will have to bring your own. i'm thinking liver loaf and the aforementioned dressing with crackers. throw the crackers and dressing away and enjoy the organ meat.

play magic fingers play. i got to start all over again. can i change my mind? do i have a mind? i'll leave that for you to decide. i wanna change my mind, i wanna change my mind. i am the chrome dinette, i am the eggs of all persuasions. this is becoming rather tedious so i shall defer to the next post. good night austin texas wherever you are. is you is or is you ain't? au revoir and sheet.

hooba the thoughtless