A little cheeky and self deprecating, don’t you think
My meals at my local Chinese eatery are pretty consistently the same. Yesterday, I chose to explore, while staying in Lunch Special territory.
I have favored Shrimp Mai Fun. Always. I especially love the tasty thin rice noodles and the mix of flavors. It’s a rich, dense lunch, a half of which comes along for the next day’s meal.
Another shrimp dish seemed like it could fill in. And one did. I thought Lemon Grass Shrimp had an exotic appeal. Spicy.
Not enough for leftovers but I got all those Lucky Numbers to take away.
Bets are open on whether I will revert to my usual next time!
D. has this effect on door men around town. That’s how we wound up at the Speak a few months ago.
The details on this cabinet are astoundingly beautiful. The telephone has an unusual shape. These 3 tough guys are, I guess, part of a German Expressionist grouping. Photos strictly contraband at the Neue Gallery
On Friday, after we attended a Works & Process production of Peter & The Wolf, we got an invitation to come inside. The man at the door of the Neue Galleries tells us that it’s free from 5 to 8pm. We have 40 minutes and I want to see the Klimt.
All I know of Klimt’s work I learned in Lady in Gold. Anne Marie O’Connor’s book was on the reading list J. had shared with me.
The Neue has not just Klimts but also Bauhaus furnishings. There is an unexpected Klimt clock.
On our way out, the man who had greeted us, tells us that the restaurant, too, is excellent. He is awaiting a hot chocolate to top off his evening.
We’ll have to return after the holidays, I’m guessing.
We need calm, accurate, factual history to survive this moment. That history, American history, relies on the Constitution, the Bill of Rights, 250 years of democracy.
Most of us, by a margin so large that we should not despair, ⅔ of we, the people support that long ingrained democracy. Yes, there are more Americans who stand on the pro-democracy side.
Our national pro-democracy historian is the calm, sane voice of Heather Cox Richardson.
Heather Cox Richardson is a national treasure: share her words and efforts as widely as you can.
Those are just two samples of the exemplary HCR offering her wisdom. Spread it. Far and wide.
Searching can be a pleasant way to pass your time.
Anyone with a smart phone has a feel for that experience.
We know that all conversations can lead to you pecking into the keyboard. Oh, yes, so-and-so is….
Wish that my search had been as simple as that. I was looking for a more elusive thing.
Something that I could not just see on my screen, but needed to have on my plate. I wanted a piece of the pie.
It’s strawberry rhubarb season, well it’s always strawberry time but rhubarb, well that’s short lived.
In fact, I was going to resort to boiling up my own; couldn’t find it at any green grocery.
That didn’t bode well for my pie quest!
I remember when, because it was its season, you could walk into most local area diners to enjoy a piece of my favorite pie.
My phone search told me that I could find a piece of strawberry rhubarb pie at JG Melon. I took this as encouraging, and intended to stop by for a slice.
Thwarted, again. Lines waiting for a table were discouragement enough.
Amazingly, there was a huge pie at Citarella. So, yes, this story of a pursuit has a happy ending.
Some of the strawberry rhubarb pie is now waiting in the freezer. Some has been digested, and yes, it was good.
All The Best 