As lovers of cupcakes and other sweet confections, Pam and I are always on the lookout for a new place to quench our desire for sugary Nirvana. This week, we found one: Crumbl.

No, that's not a typo. Crumbl, sans the "e," is a cookie store that is apparently taking the country by storm. The brainchild of two cousins, the first Crumbl opened in 2017 in Logan, Utah, and has since expanded to over 800 locations in 49 states, making it the fastest-growing cookie franchise in the United States.

When we learned one of those locations was across the street from Costco on Northlake Blvd., we wasted no time making the trek there. 

We discover a big plus right off the bat -- they are open six days a week (closed Sunday), from 8 am to 10 pm, and open until midnight on Friday and Saturday. Now we have somewhere to go that doesn't close at 5 pm. 

​The first thing to know about Crumbl is their store is incredibly clean, and open. You can watch the cookie makers at work, right alongside the large mixing machines that churn the dough. A big display lists the "Flavors of the Week" menu, which rotates weekly, and then the hard part starts: Making a decision.

Today we can choose from Milk Chocolate Chip, Cookie Butter Ice Cream, Confetti Cake, Peanut Butter Brownie, Triple Berry Cobbler, Classic Pink Sugar, Dirt Cake, Strawberry Cake, Chocolate Milk and Semi-Sweet Chocolate. Too bad they don't offer a mini-sampler -- I need to try them all. Ultimately, Pam goes with the Semi-Sweet and I pick Cookie Butter Ice Cream.

Price-wise, a single cookie is $4.48, with a 4-pack going for $14.60 and a 6-pack for $22.48. There's also the Party Box, $38.23, if you want to impress your friends.

​Each cookie is nicely packaged by the store's friendly attendant in a pretty pink box, which Pam says reminds her of the pink packaging used by Sprinkles cupcakes in Beverly Hills. Be advised: Not only are the cookies large, but also thick. in other words, one cookie will probably fulfill your cookie cravings.

​Now, about the taste. We both agree -- one of the best store-bought cookies we've ever had, comparable to the cookie we've always held in high esteem, Cheryl's, in Columbus, Ohio. Sorry, Cheryl's, but that's the way the cookie crumbls.

​Besides, Northlake is a tad closer than Columbus, Ohio.

If you listened to Pam's "Gigi in the 561" podcast today (and I hope you do), she talks about the "Sky Hotel," a concept envisioned to forever circle our skies and never have to land, or at least, rarely touch down.

It gave me immediate flashbacks to my growing up years when I devoured science fiction  writers like Isaac Asimov, Edgar Rice Burroughs and Robert Heinlein, to name a few, as well as movies like "This Island Earth" and "Forbidden Plant." Most painted a futuristic earth where cities of glass and steel floated in the clouds, and people moved about in flying cars. The idea of a flying hotel would fit right in.

Powered by nuclear energy, the Sky Hotel would circle the earth continuously, giving vacationers spectacular views of the planet and phenomena like the Northern Lights. Guests would be ferried to and from by jet planes and transported via elevators to the hotel.

The dream of a hotel in the sky has been around a long time. It played a pivotal role in the late, great Stanley Kubrick's masterpiece, "2001: A Space Odyssey." Since the dawn of the Space Age, and particularly since the privatization of space travel, many of us expect a Hyatt or Hilton to be orbiting the earth any time now.

While many things science fiction have become science fact, it's still much easier to create concepts than take those dreams from the drawing board to reality. And just imagine how much a stay in the Sky Hotel would cost, and that's before you add in the "resort fee" -- not to mention what the valet charge would be to park a private plane or jet.

Isn't it sad how reality crushes our childhood dreams of one day living like "The Jetsons"? Chances are, we'll have to settle for the virtual reality version of hotels that fly or cities that float in the clouds. I'll ask my AI app to get busy on that.

It's one of the conundrums of our Age: Literally thousands of TV shows, movies, documentaries and instructional videos streaming on every possible platform 24 hours a day, and yet we can't find anything to watch.

Such was our dilemma after we came to the end of the latest Ted Lasso episode -- which is worth watching -- on Apple TV. Searching for something new, we ran across "The Big Door Prize," another Apple TV offering that has high marks on Rotten Tomatoes, which has supplanted the New York Times as the barometer of movie ratings.

We hadn't gotten very far into the first episode when I got that feeling -- haven't I seen this somewhere before?

​The show centers around a machine called "Morpho." It asks for your social security number, and your fingerprints, then spits out a card proclaiming your life's purpose. My mind instantly returned to one of my favorite "Twilight Zone" episodes -- "Nick of Time" -- which originally aired over 60 years ago.

​Starring William Shatner (Shatner seemed to appear in Rod Sterling's best "Twilight Zone" episodes, like "The Nightmare at 20,000 Feet"), he and his wife are stranded by car trouble in a small Ohio town, where they run across a "Mystic Seer" fortune-telling machine at a local diner. Like the people who become mesmerized by Morpho, Shatner soon can't make a move without asking the Seer first.

While the execution is different, the basic idea is the same. For me, it just reinforces the old adage adopted from the Bible, "there's nothing new under the sun." Since our streaming, on-demand world has an insatiable appetite, that's not a good thing. Is it possible AI (Artificial Intelligence) will come to the rescue?

​Let's ask the Mystic Seer.

Pam and I love to travel -- pretty obvious by taking one look at this website -- and besides the allure of new places and experiences, it truly is educational. Every time we venture forth, we always learn something we didn't know.

Take the Ylang-Ylang tree, for example.

Deep in the rainforests of northeastern Puerto Rico, our tour guide stopped to grab a few buds from one of the tropical trees around us.

"This is a Ylang-Ylang tree," he said, holding the buds in the palm of his hand. "Have you heard of Chanel perfume?" he asked. Of course. "This is used in making it."

To demonstrate, he rubbed the buds between his fingertips and invited us to smell. We could tell right away it had that floral scent you find in many perfumes. And just like that, we learned something we didn't know.

Ever-curious, I had to find out more at the source of all knowledge these days: Wikipedia. The latter informed, "the fragrance of ylang-ylang is rich and deep with notes of rubber and custard, and bright with hints of jasmine and neroli, thus it is sometimes described as heavy, sweet, and carries a slightly fruity floral scent."

Further, it has other uses as well as perfume:

-- "The essential oil is used in aromatherapy" for high blood pressure, skin problems and is even considered an aphrodisiac (buying your significant other Chanel No. 5 might bolster that claim).

-- In Indonesia, "ylang-ylang flowers are spread on the bed of newlywed couples."

--In the Philippines, its flowers are made into necklaces that also "adorn religious images."

Who knew?

Wanting to smell better as we trekked into the rainforest, I grabbed a few buds myself and rubbed them on my neck. "No," Pam said, laughing, "it doesn't work that way."

I think I better stick to buying the finished product.

Self-driving cars continue to be a hotly-debated topic as governments grapple with safety and logistical issues. The general public is pretty divided as well. 

But did you read about what could be the next step in self-driving ideas?

It's reported that Ford wants to patent an application that would permit a car to repossess itself when the owner doesn't make payments. In such situations, the car could be commanded to lock its doors and drive itself to the lender or an impound lot.

But, according to the story on Business Insider, it would have other options at its disposal for delinquent borrowers, such as:

-- Turn off the air conditioning or radio

-- Limit the driving range by day of the week

-- Disable cruise control, the radio or GPS

Then there's this: "The computer could also prompt the car to start emitting an 'incessant and unpleasant sound' whenever the driver is there."

Shades of the HAL 9000 from "2001: A Space Odyssey."

But why stop at cars? Slow to pay on that new refrigerator? Watch as the temperature starts to rise. Funny, my TV now only gets three channels. And try washing clothes with the rinse cycle turned off. Not fun.

Can anything stop technology from taking over our lives, determining our future and ruling supreme over everything we do? Only one thing: Pay your bills on time.

Artificial Intelligence. Or simply, AI.

The darling of science fiction writers for many years, it has now firmly moved into the mainstream with the meteoric rise of ChatGPT, the chatbot app that many users tout means the end of Google.

Ask it anything. It "allows you to chat and converse with a mind-blowing assistant using state-of-the-art language processing AI BOT," so says its developers. By the way, in case you were wondering, "GPT" stands for "generative pre-trained transformer." Better to stick with the initials.

There are wildly divergent opinions on AI. Super-techie Elon Musk has said artificial intelligence is more dangerous than nukes and will doom Mankind. He is quoted in one story that it poses “a fundamental risk to the existence of human civilization.” Come on, Elon, don't sugarcoat it. The late Stephen Hawking agreed with Musk, while Facebook's Mark Zuckerberg reportedly sees those views as an overreaction.

The worry, of course, is that AI will become so powerful, it will grow beyond man's ability to control it. Humans will, in effect, become irrelevant as machines evolve to pursue their own destinies.

As mentioned, this has been fodder for Hollywood for some time. Go back and watch the 1964 film, "Fail Safe," when the President, played by Henry Fonda, has to make an impossible decision when a computer malfunction sends one of our bombers to nuke Moscow and can't be recalled. Or more recently, the AI-empowered robots of "Ex Machina," who turn on their human creators.

Good or bad, there's no question it's a fascinating topic. I was especially intrigued with this recent story, published in Fast Company, entitled: "AI can explain the meaning of life and the answer will surprise you."
It focuses on a new book, "What Makes Us Human: An Artificial Intelligence Answers Life’s Biggest Questions," written by Iain Thomas, poet and novelist, and Jasmine Wang, technologist and philosopher.

When asked that really big question humans have asked themselves for millennia, AI came back with three answers. The first of those is love. Quoting from the authors: "Love is the meaning of everything. Love is the purpose behind our lives; the reason why we’re here. The AI came back to it again and again in many different ways."

Second, "the idea that we should return to the present moment—that Heaven, Paradise, is found within this present moment. As soon as we start to leave it, and we start to dwell on the past or become anxious about the future, we begin to suffer."

And third -- which "AI returned to again and again in a way that was perhaps much more prevalent than the other two" -- was connection, "that we are fundamentally connected to each other and to the universe around us."

Three simple truths that great thinkers, poets, artists and religious leaders have espoused and recognized almost since we first asked that question of ourselves.

The Beatles knew it: "All You Need is Love." Romeo and Juliet knew it. Love is the one emotion that gives us comfort in the face of a cold and indifferent universe. As musician Steve Winwood sings in "Higher Love:"

"Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above
Without it, life is wasted time
Look inside your heart, I'll look inside mine"

Then the idea of living in the present. Carpe Diem. Make the most of every moment of your life. With time our most precious commodity, that one is hard to argue. Of course, physicists have a hard time of pinning down just what "present" means in the vast scheme of time. What exactly is that moment, sandwiched between what is past and what is future. Maybe that's another question for AI to answer.

Lastly, the idea everything is connected. On small scales, it could be Kevin Bacon's six degrees of separation; on cosmic scales, it means we are truly one with the universe. Buddhists have known that for thousands of years. Dust off your copy of "Siddhartha" and give it another read.

Just as we send robot spacecraft to report on hostile environments, maybe it's a good idea to dispatch AI down intellectual rabbit holes, even if, in the end, it validates what we already knew.

As to whether AI will eventually rule supreme and end the world as we know it, only time will tell. Many would say Mankind is speeding us toward that already.

In 2015, after careers in the newspaper business, Pam and I established North Palm Beach Life. The name comes from the community we call home, but our focus extends to South Florida and through our travels and podcasts, worldwide.

Part of our mission continues to be publicizing events and news from organizations and nonprofits that deserve your attention. At the same time, Pam shares her views and commentary in her podcast, Gigi in the 561, which just started its third year and is available on over 20 platforms, including iTunes, Amazon, Pandora, Spotify and Google.

Here you'll also discover the latest news from the cruise industry in our Cruise News blog, and reviews of over 60 cruises (and counting) we have taken, as well as travel by rail and car throughout the USA. North Palm Beach Life also proudly features travel contributors, as well as humor writer Susan Goldfein. 

I also cover reviews and random topics in my personal blog, Gerry Pronounced Gary, and have reposted concert reviews from my days in the Seventies as a rock music writer in Rock and Roll Rewind. If you have an interest in digital history and online prior to the Internet, you might want to check out The Story of StarText.

One decision we made early on is to not accept advertising. We want our website to be a place with no strings or obligations attached. It's worked so far.

We welcome your comments and suggestions -- email us at northpalmlife@gmail.com. You can also find us on Facebook and instagram, where Pam posts the latest goings-on. In the meantime, thanks for stopping by and please invite your friends. --Gerry and Pam Barker

By GERRY BARKER

The inaugural Donald M. Ephraim Palm Beach Film Festival, presented by MorseLife, kicked off in grand style Thursday night at the Kravis Center's Cohen Pavilion. On hand to welcome moviegoers were Ephraim, Festival Director Ellen Wedner and the director of the opening night film, "Two Tickets to Greece," Marc Fitoussi.

Now through Feb. 16, the festival will feature 37 films from 20 countries, screened at various cinema locations throughout the area, including CMX at the Gardens, CMX Wellington, Movies of Lake Worth, Paragon at Delray Marketplace and the Regal Royal Palm Beach. You can get more information about tickets and times HERE.

As part of the screening, opening night guests sipped cocktails and were given specially-prepared snack boxes, filled with Greek food, apropos for the movie we were about to see, which Fitoussi said was the first time shown outside France.

"Two Tickets to Greece" (also titled "Les Cyclades" -- the Greek islands that are holiday destinations) is a funny, engaging and sometimes bittersweet look at friendship and life. Even with subtitles, there are laugh-out-loud moments as stars Laure Calamy and Olivia Côte rediscover their best friend relationship from school on a vacation to Greece. The film also stars the incomparable Kristin Scott Thomas, who steps in when their best laid plans go awry.

The festival's slogan is "Experience the Magic of Cinema." Judging by the opening night movie, the magic has started.

By GERRY BARKER

Trumpet player extraordinaire Chris Botti's world tour made a stop Jan. 25 in West Palm Beach at the Kravis Center, which Botti praised as "Carnegie Hall South" before a near sellout audience. 

The Grammy Award-winning musician (who told us he just turned 60), promised "an old-fashioned variety show," and for the next two hours, he, his band and special guests delivered just that.

Botti, as he always does, created musical magic on standards like "My Funny Valentine" and "I've Got You Under My Skin," as well as a selection of songs from an upcoming album. At the same time, you could tell he takes immense pleasure and pride showcasing the talents of the other musicians sharing the stage.

Band members Lee Pearson (drums), Reggie Hamilton (bass), Leonardo Amuedo (guitar) and Holger Marjamaa (piano) were able to spotlight their considerable expertise, including an extending jam session that had Marjamaa attacking the keys remindful of an early Elton John or Jerry Lee Lewis. At the conclusion, it was heartening to see the sometimes conservative Kravis crowd on their feet and clapping, as they did on several occasions.

Other highlights, and surprises, included:

-- Violinist Anastasiia Mazurok, with a pop and rock medley that included an electrifying version of Led Zeppelin's "Kashmir." We didn't see that coming.

-- Smooth jazz great Andy Snitzer, who joined Botti onstage with his saxophone.

-- Want variety? How about an appearance by tenor Rafael Moras, who mesmerized with a soul-stirring version of "Nessun dorma," from Puccini's opera "Turandot ." 

-- Botti was also joined by fellow trumpet player and vocalist Benny Benack III, in town to perform at The Society for the Four Arts on Palm Beach Feb. 1. Botti noted it was the first time he's shared the stage with another trumpet player.

-- Vocalist Veronica Swift, described by Botti as an up and coming superstar, delivered an energetic set of songs that made us feel like we were in a posh, New York supper club. 

Overall, it was two hours of incredible energy and fun, experiencing musicians performing at the top of their craft. Next year, Botti is headlining "Chris Botti at Sea." Feb. 8-15, he and a group of all-star performers will sail out of Miami on Celebrity Summit. Cocktails and smooth jazz? Count us in!

Do you think Buzz ever wondered what he might find beyond infinity? Is that even possible?

Before he sets off on that journey, he might want to watch "A Trip to Infinity," a new documentary available on Netflix. It's trippy in every sense of the word.

In a nutshell, it gathers some of the top names in the fields of physics, philosophy and math to ponder "the problem of infinity." To try and make sense of something that has no beginning and no end. And is such a thing actually possible in the real world?

If you decide to take this mind-blowing, or mind-numbing, trip down the rabbit hole, you'll definitely want to fasten your mental seat belt.

Full disclosure: Math has never been my strong suit. I got by algebra, did OK with elementary analysis and even become pretty proficient with a slide rule. But the math world these brainiacs inhabit is one place I'll never visit. Still, the subject is presented in layman-friendly language, and makes liberal use of cartoons and graphics to drive their points home.

We learn infinity is unimaginably big, and likewise, unimaginably small, as you would expect in something that goes on forever. And is there a "forever"? Scientists tell us our universe has a beginning -- almost 14 billion years ago -- and at some point, will end, billions of years in the future. But does "space" go on without an end? Or is there a wall where it all stops? And if there is, what's beyond the wall?

Sadly, the documentary provides no answers -- because there aren't any. At least, not for our puny human brains. The experts conclude the questions that infinity raises have unknowable answers.  Sort of like another Netflix series, "Unsolved Mysteries."

I think I'll let the child version of Woody Allen have the last word, from "Annie Hall":