Monthly Archive: February 2015

girls can play hockey

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A raccoon, sitting fatly on her matronly haunches, plucks tulip bulbs out of my planter with the delicacy of a fine French lady. She pops them into her mouth with succulent glee as though they were escargot tucked into a round silver server. First the white one, then the purple, then the orange. I wonder …

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Lucia’s bacon apple skillet corn bread

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Okay, I have to save this one before I forget it…serve in wedges so you can eat a wedge before your guests arrive and they will never know! INGREDIENTS: 3-5 rashers of bacon, 1 apple, 3 green onions with whites 1/2 cup butter 2/3 cup brown sugar 2 eggs 1 cup buttermilk 1/2 teaspoon baking …

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Roof top: San Francisco

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I stand in front of a Chagall in Ms G’s bedroom, “All my nudes are in here”, she says with a sincere and nearly shy smile. In the living room, she obliges me and quickly points out originals and lithos of Picasso, Matisse, Miro…an Andy Warhol litho of Mick Jagger signed by Mick Jagger…and quite …

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an unexpected jig

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The crescent moon smiles in the sky so giddy and wide, it must have had too much champagne. Venus twinkles like the moon’s diamond earring…she’s lost the other one. Oh, it’ll be somewhere in the galaxy. Unless the vacuum sucks it up. Yeah, this gal is kind of upside down and sideways and not really …

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forgetting to eat

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I was out with skinny friends tonight who simply forget to eat. So, only one meal today for Lucia. But, there were snacks at rehearsals so I ate a lot, a LOT of crackers and cheese. Now I’m home, polishing off a bag of raw arugula in an effort to create a balanced meal. I …

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a good mirror

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I walk along the glorious blue¬†Ceanothus in Golden Gate park in that gorgeous Bay light that makes any woman in San Francisco feel like a star. Normally I would be giddily browsing the shops on Fillmore, the Haight, Union Square and Soma…I’m a girl who loves my cocktail dresses and shoes…but this trip I am …

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in search of a title

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I have to admit, I usually ace my titles. They are just never a problem for me. I usually know my title when I write up my one pager. But this time I have struggled for years to come up with one. Here is what it used to be called – followed by the comments …

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BFF

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Bleak fragile fiddleheads and big fluttery farfalle. Nora and I swing our grocery bags as we wander down to our house, making up new meanings for BFF. I am impressed with her Italian word. The offer we considered putting on a house up the street gets out bid by a hundred thousand dollars and we …

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getting cut from the Titanic

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Today I am thinking of my great grandfather, Albert Aris. He was a concert pianist good enough to make the short list of entertainers on the RMS Titanic in 1912. I’m sure he was very bummed to have been cut at the last minute. Bummed from April 10 to April 15th. I am also thinking …

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