Monthly Archives: November 2009
Thanksgiving
Thick, soft knee socks. A warm bed. The public library system. Hot coffee. Frozen fog hovering over the lake where I run. Barack Obama. Snack-sized Snickers Bars. I’m thankful for so very many things, big and small. Continue reading
Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving
Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving is the best sort of holiday party, combining food, friends, and tradition. Continue reading
On Prague and Pear Bread
How much good food can one person eat in a week without exploding? I may find out by the end of this Thanksgiving week. The food fest was kicked off on Sunday night at the Amazing Race dinner party. Niki … Continue reading
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Not for Sissies
Saturday was delivery day for the fifty-odd Saint Vincent de Paul Thanksgiving baskets that have consumed all my energies for the last month or so. The day started terribly, achingly early, with the alarm going off before dawn. From there the morning was a blur of activity. Continue reading
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It was a dark and stormy night
On Wednesday night the book club met at Leah’s new home . The book was Undress me in the Temple of Heaven by Susan Gilman. Continue reading
Fe Fi Fo Fum
Smoked oysters! That intriguingly difficult to open little rectangular can, the lid folding back to reveal the packed ranks of oysters swimming in olive oil. Continue reading
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Mr. Gyros
The Gyro Plate, an enormous meal of beef and lamb, rice, hummus, peppers, lettuce, onions, tomatoes, and tzatziki sauce with two pitas, was still less than $7.00. It’s still the best gyro in town, and Mr. Gyros is still the quintessential neighborhood restaurant.
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Americana
By the end of the evening, I felt like Jabba the Hutt and wanted nothing more than to fall asleep with my head on pillow of macaroni and cheese.
Filed under Food, Friends, The Amazing Race, TV
Persimmon
I am zipping around Lenny’s produce, dodging other shoppers in the crowded store as I fill my basket with vegetables for the coming week, when I see the luminous yellow fruit, shaped like a flattened heirloom tomato. They are beautiful, and I’m a sucker for fruits and vegetables that I haven’t tried before. The sign says that they are persimmons. Continue reading
What I want to know
I am half way through yoga class, in pigeon pose to be exact, when I realize that I am not, as the instructor encourages us to be, fully present. Continue reading
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