Monthly Archives: August 2015

what I love most about this crazy life is the adventure of it. – juliette binoche

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spent the afternoon at

 the rogers centre

in canada

where the

baseball opened with

the official roof report –

‘the roof is open’

 the game began

and we

watched our detroit tigers

get mowed over

by the toronto blue jays

such a game (15-1)

where

our outfielder even

lost track of

how many outs there were

and forgot to throw the ball back

toronto fans threw out hats

when their player hit 3 home runs

all in the same game

and

hockey and baseball

blurred lines

in the old hockey tradition

of the hat trick

then

every opposing starter

got at least on base

giving us the chance

to see their entire roster

all in one game

but the staff and the local fans

were very friendly

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except for the guy

who impounded

our piñata head mascot

kind of a chicken

who was meant to be a tiger

(a chi-ger)

upon entering the stadium

lest i possibly wear it

and conceal my identity

but we decided to shake it all off

and

embrace the huge loss of this game

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by enjoying the town

with fans from both sides

and

our pinata

came right along with us

as we met

a rickshaw driver

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a man with a chicken hat

( a kindred spirit who grew up in my hometown)

a street singer with a bag on his head

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a sweaty spiderman

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 and a band

playing american and canadian covers

so we danced a lot

and passed the piñata on to the band

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but upon returning to our hotel

i couldn’t exactly remember

my hotel room number

except for the last two digits

which caused a bit of a logistical issue

so i visited a few floors

on the elevator that only moved

in response to an electronic key swipe

(who knew?)

saw a lot of our beautiful hotel

made friends with the front desk

who made a few phone calls

to my fellow travelers

who mostly had their phones shut off

in this

faraway and friendly foreign land

and

finally got back into my room

where i soon after

got locked in the glass shower

for a while

then

relaxed and drifted off to sleep

in my pillowy bed

until there was

a 3am fire alarm (false)

but it was one great day

leading into the next

and

there certainly was a lot of laughter

i’d say there were

at least

3 major bouts of laughter

all in the same day.

and

that’s a hat trick.

‘that’s the beauty of sport.

sometimes you laugh,

sometimes you cry.’

– joseph gradual

go north. and then go more north. and just a bit more north yet.

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heading to the great white north

speeding on a train

with

one group of friends

one piñata head

one group of others waiting for us there

and bringing heaps of american spirit to go around.

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“the cool thing about being famous is traveling. i have always wanted to travel across seas, like to canada and stuff.”

– britney spears

image credits: googleimages

i couldn’t unpeach the peaches. – annie dillard

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august is national peach month

‘peaches’

was my nickname

as a young child

which

 i’ve happily

reclaimed

as a  grandmother.

it feels like a perfect fit.

i’m celebrating

all month

and beyond.

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Peach Blueberry Fruit Salad with Honey-Lime Dressing.

• 1 cup blueberries
• 2 peaches
• Juice from 1 lime
• 3 Tbsp honey
• Fresh mint leaves

Directions: Wash the blueberries and peaches. Cut the peaches into wedges. Arrange the blueberries and slices of peaches on a platter. Mix the lime juice and honey and drizzle over the fruit. Add fresh mint leaves, sliced thin or whole, and toss everything together. Enjoy.

sunrise paints the sky with pinks

and the sunset with peaches.

Cool to warm.

so is the progression from childhood to old age.

– vera nazarian

 

 

image and recipe credits:

sandiegouniontribune.com, roxyskitchen.com

nuts.

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recently

i’ve found myself

in an

ongoing battle of the wits

with the squirrels

who come to play in my yard

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and who

have recently

 kicked

their games of

mischief

and

merry-making

up a notch

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rearranging the candles

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messing up the table

eating buds from

the bright green gardenia plant

just as it’s about to bloom

tearing down and making off

with the tiny flags

and

leaving nothing but

 a trail of snacks behind

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i picture them holding secret meetings

inside the knothole

of the big tree out front

assigning jobs

creating new strategies

giggling

chattering

in their native squirrel language

discussing

how to

step up their game

and

i am

losing the battle

but

next

i’m

going to

 try to make friends with them

or

go undercover.

‘right now, we’re just trying to

beat the squirrels to the pine nuts.’

– arlene ward

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image credits: squirrelpicnic.com, rabbitwhiskers.com, littlenummies.net, those darn squirrels

 

 

one hot mess.

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made a big pot

of bubbling hot

french onion soup

ladled it into little bowls

topped it with

buttered french bread slices

gruyere cheese

broiled it until it was just so

fully enjoyed it

though i knew

my big pan

was going to be tough to clean 

after caramelizing the onions

and 

cooking it for

such a very long time

to create a rich flavor

so 

after our meal

and

emptying out

the rest of the soup

i remembered 

an old kitchen trick

 reheat the pan

on low

with a little

water and dish soap

to unstick the brown bits

making for an easier cleanup

and

went off to work

on an art project

in the other room

music playing

windows open

nice breeze on a hot night

a familiar scent filled the air

wondered why the neighbors

were grilling out so late at night

took a break from the art

to get a drink of water

realized the 

‘grilling’

was going on right in my own kitchen

apparently

i’d forgotten about

my clever cleanup trick

that was fully in process

the water had cooked down long ago

the pan was almost on fire

inside was black and crackling

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grabbed the pan

with hot pads

put it into my sink

too hot to add any water

let it cool down overnight

in the morning

finally decided to

tackle the scrubbing job

now made so much harder

with the ultra char-grilled pan

went to pull it out of the sink

it seemed a bit stuck

wrestled with it a bit

finally used all of

my upper body muscle power

snapped it out of there

 flipped it over to see why

it was sticking

and

voila!

it had been so hot

that it had melted right to my sink

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and when i yanked it out

it took some of the ceramic with it
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 now

i need

a new pan

and

a new sink

but

damn, that soup was good.

“the only real stumbling block is fear of failure.

in cooking you’ve got to have a what-the-hell attitude.”

― julia child