A memory is a funeral for an event
Monday, October 12th, 2015 01:28 pmTurkey dinner was yesterday, at Pauper's Pub. Came with fresh green beans and asparagus and peas, which is good. Mashed potatoes were... not hot, which was sad. Turkey itself was a roll, but enh- who eats turkey dinners for the turkey?
Thanksgiving dinner today is cheese and poatato pierogies with butter and salt and bacon bits. The bacon bits are real bacon, from one of those 'already cooked' packages. Used to sneer at them but have now reconsidered. Lasts longer than raw bacon, leaves no grease, 70 calories for three slices which is a win. *Might* just steal one of next door's neglected ripe tomatoes (a bushel of green ones are hiding under the leaves) and make a BLT.
Am eating pierogies to commemorate eating pierogies 30 years ago in the fall of '85, on Brunswick, with a glass of white wine and I'm sure some book about Japan or translated Soseki novel on the table. One of those Moments that stick in the mind, though I can't date it precisely. Brunswick had a number of Moments, and if I didn't have my paper diary from that year, I'd believe it was an uninterrupted idyll of pure happiness. It was still pretty good.
Thanksgiving dinner today is cheese and poatato pierogies with butter and salt and bacon bits. The bacon bits are real bacon, from one of those 'already cooked' packages. Used to sneer at them but have now reconsidered. Lasts longer than raw bacon, leaves no grease, 70 calories for three slices which is a win. *Might* just steal one of next door's neglected ripe tomatoes (a bushel of green ones are hiding under the leaves) and make a BLT.
Am eating pierogies to commemorate eating pierogies 30 years ago in the fall of '85, on Brunswick, with a glass of white wine and I'm sure some book about Japan or translated Soseki novel on the table. One of those Moments that stick in the mind, though I can't date it precisely. Brunswick had a number of Moments, and if I didn't have my paper diary from that year, I'd believe it was an uninterrupted idyll of pure happiness. It was still pretty good.
