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Dining out is always delightful and last Friday it was also DELICIOUS!  What a fantastic evening we had. To begin with we were the guests of our friends, Sandy and Rosemarie.  They have been regular customers at O YA in Boston, a restaurant that has garnered high praise for its excellence and accolades for the chef, Tim Cushman, who won the James Beard Best Chef in the Northeast award in 2012.  Frank Bruni  named O YA the #1 new restaurant in the United States in 2008 and that was just the beginning.  I could go on and on with a very long list of prestigious honors, but trust me it is long.  However, I want to mention that O YA in Boston earned the Top Food rating of 29 in Zagat Boston in 2011/2012 and Boston Magazine designated O YA as the #1 restaurant in Boston.

Nancy and Tim Cushman

                                            Nancy and Tim Cushman

Friday was one of the three nights of the soft opening and sneak peek of O YA New York.  We were treated like royalty (it helps to be the guests of VIP customers).  The tastings just kept coming and coming along with a bottomless glass of the finest Sake I’ve ever had!  Nancy Cushman, wife of Tim and co-owner of the restaurant personally served us the exquisite Nanbu Bijin “Shinpaku” Saké, Junmai Daiginjo, a dry and not so sweet Japanese delight.  I took this very accurate  description of this Sake from Southern Beauty, the Nanbu Bijin Sake Brewery: ” Made from 100% Yamadanishiki sake rice from Hyogo prefecture. Yamadanishiki is a very popular sake rice used in the production of especially aromatic Daiginjo sakes. This sake has beautiful aromas of fresh peach or strawberry with very mild rice aromas like soft marshmallows. Most of Yamadanishiki Daiginjo sake is pricey, but Nanbu Bijin Shinpaku is very reasonable. You can enjoy as an aperitif or also with main courses.”

Shinparka

                                                                Shinparka

One delicious delicacy after another was brought to the table, each one artfully presented as only the Japanese can do, and this team of sushi chefs does it exquisitely.  At one point I walked over to the Sushi Bar to observe the magic – I was referring to their expertise.

As in most cases, a picture is worth a thousand words…. I tried valiantly to scribble down the erudite description of each dish brought to us, as our extremely efficient and knowledgeable server described each menu item.  It proved more difficult than I thought;  It was noisy in the restaurant and the ever-flowing sake may have impaired my hearing just a bit.

Fried Kumamoto Oyster, Yuzu Kosho Aioli, Squid Ink Foam

                                  Fried Kumamoto Oyster, Yuzu Kosho Aioli, Squid Ink Foam

Warm Eel, Thai Basil, Kabayaki, Fresh Kyoto Sansho

                                Warm Eel, Thai Basil, Kabayaki, Fresh Kyoto Sansho

Kumamoto Oyster

                         Kumamoto Oyster Watermelon Pearls, Cucumber Mignonette

Kobe Beef

                                                              Japanese Weygu Beef

Avocado Tartare

                                                                  Avocado Tartare

Sea Trout Sushi

                                                                    Sea Trout Sushi

Raw Vegan Daikon Radish Dumplings

                                                 Raw Vegan Daikon Radish Dumplings

Fatty Tuna Sushi

                                                                      Fatty Tuna Sushi

Mosaic Edible Art Dessert

                                                       Edible Art Dessert

The crowning finish to our meal was a mosaic dessert which I believe to be a lemon-aloe granita with julienne dragon fruit, kiwi slice and small bits of Hakuto jelly (maybe!). It was true culinary art!

Thank you, thank you, thank you Sandy and Rosemarie for this wonderful dining experience!  We are so sorry we had to dash off to catch a train. Truly felt awful leaving you at the curb 😦

Sandy Levine

                                                     Sandy Levine

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My friend Murray Head loves squirrel watching as much my husband and I do.  Better yet, he photographs these cute critters in the wilds of Central Park and in our backyard at the Shore.  We feed the squirrels lots of peanuts and have ears of dried corn on a wheel.  These backyard acrobats love to hang onto the spokes of the wheel and nibble the corn.  Both Murray and my friend Wendy spent Thanksgiving with us and it was all about the squirrels because Wendy makes daily trips to Central Park where she feeds her squirrels.  As soon as she starts up the path to her bench, the squirrels come running out to grab the almonds, hazelnuts and peanuts she brings them.  Here we are at Costco loading up on food for our furry and feathered friends.

All photos courtesy of Murray Head

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Birdseed and Peanuts

Just Sitting Around Chewing A Peanut

Just Sitting Around Chewing A Peanut

Anybody Here?

Anybody Here?

Can You Find The 5 Birds Patiently Waiting?

Can You Find The 5 Birds Patiently Waiting?

"Oh Wow, A Veritable Candy Store"

“Oh Wow, A Veritable Candy Store”

Squirrel On The Corn Wheel

Squirrel On The Corn Wheel

This Poor Little Guy Lost Some of His Tail!

This Poor Little Guy Lost Some of His Tail!

Yes, I Do Have A Big White Belly

Yes, I Do Have A Big White Belly

Pink Is My Favorite Color

Pink Is My Favorite Color

"Geez, Hazelnuts!  Must Be A Holiday Or Something"

“Geez, Hazelnuts! Must Be A Holiday Or Something”

"I'm Just Looking"

“I’m Just Looking”

On Your Mark, Get Set, Go

On Your Mark, Get Set, Go

Feeding The Hungry On Thanksgiving

Feeding The Hungry On Thanksgiving

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I’m pleased to bring you another of Grace Gotham’s delicious and always healthy recipes.  If you’re a follower of this blog, you know how crazy I am for Jersey tomatoes and how all summer we have simple salads of tomatoes, onion and basil or Caprese salads.  Once the tomato season faded, I used to think of salads as not much more than a bowl of greens or an Iceberg wedge with Blue Cheese dressing.  That was then and this is now!  Grace has created a beautifully balanced salad that works well throughout Fall and into Winter.  The flavors are as crisp and vivid as the colors of the harvest ingredients in the bowl.

Autumn Salad

Autumn Salad

The following is a description of this salad“Delicious Autumn salad. Chopped baby spinach, Gotham Greens Blooming Brooklyn Iceberg Lettuce, julienned, Honeycrisp apples, roasted curry butternut squash*, golden raisins, toasted almonds, and homemade lemon-curry vinaigrette”

*(You can make the Curry Butternut Squash according to one of many recipes online.  You may like yours to be more sweet than savory.  Foodnetwork.com, Epicurious.com and several other web sites have recipes for Curry Butternut Squash.)

Dress this salad with Grace’s Simple Lemon-Curry Vinaigrette:

1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil, 1/8 cup rice vinegar, zest of half a lemon, juice of half a lemon, 1/2 teaspoon Dijon mustard, 1/2 teaspoon sweet curry powder, 1/2 teaspoon hot curry powder, liberal pinch of Maldon sea salt. Whisk until emulsified. (I use a latte milk whisk to emulsify my vinaigrettes. It’s faster and easier!).

Lemon-Curry Vinaigrette

Lemon-Curry Vinaigrette

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Grace Gotham is a self-described Burlesque Artist & Bawdy Chanteuse and gourmet cook and food photographer, (and good friend). She is a pretty and pert Texan transplanted to New York City where she resides with her husband.  You can check out her performance schedule on her web site as well as her gourmet cuisine.  I look forward to featuring Grace Gotham’s Gourmet Tassel to Table Cuisine each week. 

 

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Thanksgiving in our house or apartment is never same old, same old.  That’s not to say I don’t serve some of the more traditional dishes associated with this tradition-bound holiday;  But we always have some twist to the event and this year at the last minute we added another guest.  It went like this….

Driving past the street where our friends Joe and Michael live, I realize that Michael must be here and Joe is in Australia, so who is Michael having dinner with??  He could be in The City with friends or he could be hosting, but I’m going to check.  I sent a text with inquiry and he wrote back stating he already shopped for all the food but he could come by for dessert.  Putting two and two together and coming out with ONE, I realized he certainly must not have guests.  Eating alone on Thanksgiving??!!! I wouldn’t hear of it, so I sent a strong invitation to join us.  Back comes the response how he loves to cook;  Back goes my reply, OK, you love to cook, so do I – so cook already and you bring some here.  That did it.

I thought maybe Michael could bring some stuffing or a dessert but no, he was planning on bringing a lot more even though I protested that there were only 5 of us and actually he and our friend Murray really don’t eat much.  I want to say they eat like birds but I think both of them are going to read this, so I’m not saying it.

The day dawned bright and clear following a horrible chilly and rainy Wednesday.  Wendy had arrived the day before and so the three of us started the morning with a broccoli and onion frittata and fresh fruit salad.  I put some aside for Murray who would be arriving around 11am.  So far so good.  I took the soup  and mashed potatoes out of the refrigerator, got the stuffing out of the refrigerator next door.  Oh I didn’t explain that I didn’t have enough room in my refrigerator for all the food so we stashed a lot of stuff in my neighbor’s refrigerator – very convenient actually.  Now we had to tackle moving furniture in the living room so we could open up the dropleaf table to accomodate the five of us.  You know in a normal house and by that I mean the kind you grow up in, not a beach cottage, this is an easy enough task.  But not here! First everything behind the couch has to go upstairs out of sight, everything on the table has to go upstairs and out of sight.  Then in order to get the two chairs that ARE upstairs and have to come downstairs to go around the dining room table, one has to remove two cat carriers, the laundry bag, the empty travel food bags, a blanket and two suitcases!!

Once Murray arrived and was fed, he took off for the beach to capture some beautiful shots of dogs running happily in the sand, peoples strolling the boardwalk (clearly guests and not hosts) and sea gulls swooping around.  I began to prepare and put together some of the remaining dishes.  The only problem occurred when he who shall not be named, wanted to change the dinner time!  He, who was sitting in a chair reading the New York Times!  Really?  Really??

Once I banned everyone from the kitchen and said to please leave me alone because I know what I’m doing and I have to do some things in certain order and trust me it will all get done.   This IS a really important factor because have you ever made Thanksgiving dinner on a 20″ stove?  Ha! The burners are so close together and don’t even talk to me about the oven size!  Once the turkey breast ( I opted out of the 12 lb bird I had in my shopping cart because I decided the bone to meat ratio wasn’t so good) goes in the oven, that’s the only thing that can go in the oven.

Sautéed the Crimini mushrooms for the String Bean and Shallot dish, mixed the previously sautéed Baby Bella mushrooms into the herb stuffing and put it in a casserole.  But before that can go in to warm up, I have to roast my pears.  The night before my friend, Elinor, posted a photo of her perfectly golden and caramelized pears on Facebook.  I set mine in oven and went about doing some one of the hundred things that need to be done before dinner.  Pretty soon I begin to smell the strong scent of burnt sugar. Uh huh, the bottoms of the pears were burning and sticking to the tin foil.  I pulled them out and immediately the smoke alarm on the second floor went off!  The first floor alarm had already been dismantled because it goes off if the oven door opens at any temperature!!  Alas my pears were not golden brown but rather pale tan on top and almost black on the bottom.

We are in the living room and Michael arrives, shopping bag and wine in hand.  He knows I said we had enough dessert but what the heck, he had already bought the Triple Berry pie.  We sat in the living room sipping Cider Bellini’s which were quite good and pretty to look at also.  I served my Sweet Potato Chipolte soup and we warmed ourselves up on alcohol and Chipolte pepper.

Time for dinner:  While the turkey rested, I alternately heated up Michael’s Garlic Mashed Potatoes, Caramelized Carrots, Cornbread Stuffing with Cranberries and homemade gravy.  The Triple Berry pie had been delegated to the back porch (my other refrigerator).  Peter carved the Turkey Breast just the way the video at Wegman’s showed how and it was oh so juicy – I seasoned the cavity with salt and pepper and brushed the entire breast with a combination of Wegman’s Basting Oil, snipped fresh Rosemary, minced Garlic and a couple of strips of Lemon Zest, which I had heated up on the stove.

Menu

Cider Bellinis

Sweet Potato Chipolte Soup

Roasted Turkey Breast

Herbed Mashed Potatoes

Garlic Mashed Potatoes

Caramelized Carrots

String Beans Shallots and Mushroom

Herb Stuffing with Baby Bello Mushrooms

Cornbread Stuffing with Cranberries

Cranberry Ginger Sauce

Baked Rolls (2 varieties)

Homemade Gravy

Turkey Gravy (from Wegman’s)

Roasted Pear, Arugula, Pomengranate Salad

Pumpkin Pie

Apple Crumb Pie

Triple Berry Pie

The table doesn’t look so elegant, but you have to remember we are at the cottage which has a 1950’s kitchen, so we are eating off of Melmac, and serving dishes are what you can find in the right size.  Some of the food couldn’t fit on the dinner table so the kitchen table was employed too. 

And more food

And more food

Here we are sitting at the table, halfway through the meal, Joe called from Australia (OMG, growing up I never imagined a phone call from Australia, using a cell phone and on speaker!!).

Michael and Wendy in between courses

Michael and Wendy in between courses

This year we all gave thanks for each other at the table.  When you spend Thanksgiving with your  family of the present, there’s never any unfinished business to rehash.  There’s no sibling rivalry, there’s no parental pressure or inquisition.  Just friends who came together this day to give thanks and celebrate with good food.  And in this case A LOT of good food.

Murray is ready for seconds

Murray is ready for seconds         

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 One of the things I love about having a cottage at the Jersey Shore is the ease of entertaining friends.It’s easy to meet new people in a small town and we’re lucky that some of our New York City friends also have cottages in this beautiful Shore town.

 Recently we met Angela and Seth, a very cool young couple. One day we walked past the porch where they were sitting, Really! There is a fabulous Victorian a block away from our house and we walk past it on our way to the beach. We’ve always admired this house because it is so perfectly put together. So we were pretty surprised to see the For Sale sign out in front and two young people sitting on the front porch.

 I have to lapse into an aside here because I believe front porches are one of the best means to meet and greet your neighbors, make new friends and visit with old friends. Porches are welcoming and beckon to passerby’s. There is a quote, actually more like a slogan that used to be published in every issue of ROADSIDE MAGAZINE that sums up an America we used to know, a place that I want to live and in fact I do when I’m in Ocean Grove. ROADSIDE refers to this slogan as a recipe for an American Renaissance: “Eat in diners, ride trains, shop on Main Street, put a porch on your house and live in a walk able community”. Sounds real good to me! And by the way, the stoops of Brooklyn and other boroughs of New York City offer the same way of life.

 There was an Open House sign posted and we inquired if it was their house. No, they were housesitting and we learned that the home belonged to the owners of the Flower Shop in town. They had recently sold the flower shop and were moving to Montana. It turns out that Angela and Seth were house sitting! What a great way to spend the best part of the year 1 block from the beach. And we found out that Angela was running the fairly new bakery, Daily Bread.

 Bread, for me, is more than the staff of life – I LOVE Italian bread, especially the chewy crusty kind, think Tuscany or Puglia. It didn’t take me long to express my deep regret and frustration about not finding a decent loaf of Italian bread in area so densely populated by residents of Italian Ancestry. Seriously, this area is bread-challenged. Soft crusts and airy puffy white bread! Like Wonder bread shaped into a baguette L Angela invites us to stop into her bakery and try some of her bread. I’m embarrassed that I didn’t realize the bakery had changed hands and apologize for not stopping by yet.

House-made Blueberry Muffins!

House-made Blueberry Muffins!

 The next day, Peter and I go into Daily Bread and Angela packs several chunks of different breads into a bag for us and gives it to us – no charge! For next couple of days, we feast on Ciabatta bread, French bread and healthy whole grain bread. Mmmm mmm good! Bread is one of my favas, right behind pasta and ice cream.

 The next weekend I bring some of Agata & Valentino’s Tuscan bread and their Cabernet loaf to Angela. Peter is afraid I will insult her, however my intention is only to share some of my City’s better breads with someone who I am sure will appreciate tasting them. A casual friendship is born.

 Last night we invited Angela and Seth to join us on our front porch for drinks and hors d’oeuvres. They would get to meet Michael, our friend, who was in town and who I invited to dinner. I had run into Michael on Thursday evening at Wegman’s and promptly invited him to dinner on Saturday night. I suppose there are those who might do that in Manhattan but somehow it all seems so easy and effortless when you are at the Shore.

 We had a delightful time eating and drinking for an hour or so. I served an assortment of olives, cheddar and Gouda cheeses with crackers, veggies and chips to dip into hummus and an artichoke spinach dip and some very addictive freeze-dried snap peas. I felt guilty about asking Seth and Angela to come for drinks but not dinner so I also heated up some quiche and served that too!

 We yakked and drank white Sangria, beer, wine and of course you know who had a martini. And, Angela brought us a big round loaf of beautiful bread and TWO boxes of delicious baked treats from her bakery.

 After they left, Michael, Peter and I moved to the backyard to eat under the stars and by candlelight. We had marinated chicken breasts, coleslaw, fresh Jersey corn and I made a Caprese salad with Jersey tomatoes, mozzarella and basil from my yard. We talked long into the night – it was warm and the citronella candles kept the mosquitos at bay, and the dessert treats and lots of wine fueled our conversation for the longest time till Michael said he really had to go because he was going to do a Boot Camp class in the morning! Did I mention that this group was from three distinctly different generations? Peter and I knew that while Angela was up early baking and Michael was doing push-ups we would be in bed watching Sunday Morning!

 

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Everybody got up at 9am and Wendy went to Main Avenue to buy coffee while I potchkied around; making beds, putting away dishes and feeding the cats. We had plans to go out to breakfast and I thought we should go to Sunset Landing, which is a really sweet little place with a large deck overlooking a lake. We were lucky to get an umbrella-shaded table with a great view of the geese and ducks parading around the shoreline.

 After downing multiple cups of coffee and delicious omelets, we were supposed to go the craft store so I could return some items I bought for the Fairy Garden I’m planning on making when Finley is here. And every time I mention it, Peter asks me, ”What’s a fairy garden? And is this because you saw the fairies in Maleficent”?

 On our way I suggested we stop at Sunset Farms to see if Wendy could buy a squirrel. No, I don’t mean the furry gray kind, because you don’t actually have to buy one of those, you can get one in Central Park if you’re so inclined. No, Wendy wanted a small cast-stone one like we have on our front steps and in our yard. Cute little critters who don’t eat all the birdseed and plant corn kernels in our lawn. I thought Sunset Farm might have one, although we purchased ours from a nice couple who make them and sell them at the Town’s flea market.

What's In A Name?

What’s In A Name?

 We looked around and finally found a shelf where there were turtles, frogs, bunnies, elves and gargoyles but no squirrels. As we were heading out the door, THERE IT WAS! Not a little gray squirrel but rather a very large brown elephant! I thought all elephants were gray but no matter to Wendy, she saw it and made a beeline for it. She just about screamed, “I love it”! She wanted me to put it on the floor so she could see how it would look. I thought it was a hard plastic – NOT! It was heavy and cool to the touch; I couldn’t even move it on the shelf. One of the staff came over and told us that it was made of metal and it was very, very heavy. And what was Wendy’s reply? “I love it, I want it”. In one quick lucid moment, she wondered how she would get it to New York and of course I said, we would bring it back in our car. A man put it on a rolling cart and wheeled it over to the car where Peter just about died as this man opened our car door and we had to try to find a space for the elephant. Not an easy task since there were already 3 air conditioners in the back, a bag of bags (don’t ask) and a milk crate filled with the essentials such as a gallon of water, some towels, a raincoat, binoculars, a hat, a pair of flip flops….are you getting the picture? Elephant in, Wendy in, I’m in and Peter, shaking his head and rolling his eyes got in and off we went to the craft store where I returned half of the items I bought 2 days ago for the Fairy Garden. Do you have any idea how much a fairy garden can cost? We’ll discuss that in another blog.

 In the meantime, this is going to be a two-part blog as I post more of It All Happened When…,tomorrow.

 One of problems with owning a very, very heavy elephant is the fact that you just can’t pick it up and turn it over, so Wendy doesn’t really know whether this pachyderm is a male or a female and therefore she can’t come up with a name! She requested that I ask my readers to help her out in this area. I’ve posted a photo of her elephant and if you have an idea as to its gender, please comment below AND PLEASE send in some name suggestions.  This cute elephant should not remain nameless!!

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Reczniki papierowe

Paper Towels

 

Unfortunately this weekend just slipped away amidst some family crisis, laundry, spring cleaning and doing my taxes.  So now it’s Sunday evening, I’m expecting a guest for dinner and so f0r the last hour and a half I have been scurrying around the kitchen and dining room like a crazy person.  I actually employed Peter to help me and that’s something I rarely do but boy oh boy I was off schedule – the damn taxes AND THEY’RE NOT EVEN DONE YET!

 

Friday I literally spent the entire day on the phone and was emotionally drained and exhausted  by 5pm.  We just ordered-in some Chinese food and I finished paying the first of the month bills.  Then I got some kind of second wind and stayed up until 2am watching all the commercial tv shows that I had DVR‘d for my late night viewing when he who shall not be named relinquishes the remote and retires to the bedroom to continue watching any movie that’s on  TCM.

Saturday morning I was dragging and spent a lot of time on the computer playing Words With Friends and Scrabble and looking for some stuff I want to find on Ebay.  It was lovely not getting dressed and just sitting around.  However, I had promised myself that either Saturday or Sunday would be devoted to getting the income tax in order to ship off to the accountant and also to do some cleaning.  Really the level of dust in the apartment was appalling.  Anyone who knows us, knows that to dust this apartment is a MAJOR event.  Actually I was more washing down and wiping down than dusting – that’s how bad things had gotten.  Me and my Windex and paper towels;  Cleaning the vintage radios, wiping off the hood ornaments, washing the grime off vases, lamps and every tchotcha on the living room shelves. And I polished all the wood furniture with lemon oil because everything looks dried out to me after this everlasting hot-air-heated winter!  All of this industriousness was certainly causing a riff in the household;  Well one of us seems to have endless tasks and the other person is kind of whining that there’s no time when we can be together BECAUSE I’m always working!!! REALLY now!  I managed to do a couple of shelves in bedroom, none in the den and the day was pretty much gone.  It had been a lovely sunny day and I understood why my spouse wanted to leave the house and get outside but when he said let’s walk up to Madison Avenue and go into some galleries, I couldn’t imagine doing that at all.  First of all I didn’t want to be dress up much to be on Madison so to appease my poor neglected spouse  I suggested we head off to the Met to see some exhibits we wanted to catch before they closed.  That put a smile on his face.  It was good to get out although it was ridiculously windy and my knees and ankles hurt – not the best foot forward to go to a museum.

But off we did go and although every step hurt in some place or another, we managed to see the Metropolitan Vanities,  the French Marville photography exhibition of the Paris that used to be.  I was unaware that the Paris of the 1920’s was destroyed and the Paris that we know today with its wide boulevards and beautiful buildings was designed by Hauseman and built.  We should have looked at the map as to where the exhibitions we wanted to see, were because the way we did it, we managed to crisscross the museum twice. If you’ve never been to the Met, let me tell you that’s a lot of walking.  I wanted to see the Western Bronzes in the new American Wing so spent some time looking at the great sculptures of Remington and Solomon Borglum.

That was as much walking as I wanted to do especially since those 2 Extra Strength Tylenols had not done their job!  We stopped at Fairway on the way home and picked up a roast chicken and a baguette for supper and some ingredients for Sunday’s dinner.  Knowing I had work to do, I had planned ahead and defrosted a quart of pea soup I had made a couple of weeks ago.  Pea soup, chicken, bread and salad was the perfect Saturday night supper.

Although I went to bed early and fell asleep during Angels in the Outfield, when I woke up this morning, I still didn’t feel really refreshed and dreaded putting the income taxes together. Oy what a horrible task.  Seriously I spent most of the afternoon calculating  dinners, taxis, memberships and charitable deductions.  In fact I spent so much time making notes and adjustments that all of sudden it 4:45pm and I had to shower and change AND COOK for my dinner guest who was due to arrive at 6:30pm.

Well, when I started this blog it was during the time I was awaiting the arrival of my dinner guest.  Peter assured me she would be at least 15 minutes late; By the time it was 7:25pm I wondered if she thought I had said 7:30pm.  THEN the light bulb went off and I said to Peter, “I wonder where she is, she hasn’t called, God, I hope she didn’t email me”  I looked at my phone and there was an email from 11:15am from her asking me what my address was.  Of course I didn’t see that one or hear it come in as I was knee deep in receipts.  There was another one at 6:15pm saying she was walking out the door and by the way, what is my address?  OH BOY! I was cooking like  a madwoman at 6:15pm!  GENERATION GAP!  We’re wondering why we haven’t heard from her and she’s sitting home because she can’t find any emails from me, can’t find my business card and of course since she’s under 40, the idea of calling information and assuming we might be one of the few relics that still have a land line, never entered her mind!  So we called her and Peter scolded her because he just doesn’t get that they communicate almost solely through electronic messaging and hardly ever use their phones to actually talk!

But since she showed up bearing flowers and is as much fun to be with as ever, all was well within minutes.  It turned out to a witty conversational evening and the food wasn’t too bad either!  Just for the record, I made Chicken Paprikash, Steamed Asparagus and my new favorite salad of Arugula, Farro, Tomatoes and Olives.  The recipe for this great dinner party salad is in my blog post; https://pbenjay.wordpress.com/2014/01/21/farro-and-arugula-salad-tasty-tidbits-tuesday/.

We had a lovely evening playing with the old Edison phonograph and showing off the portable record player we’ve taken to Central Park picnics and talking about old movies and new!  AW is a kindred spirit, we hope to see her again soon…maybe we’ll catch her stand-up comedy act!

 

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