Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Miss Kiri Kat Comments on Coronavirus

No question about it.  We are living through difficult times on many levels; but our Miss Kiri Kat doesn’t quite see what all the fuss is about. 

I’ll let her explain it to you in her own words. 

“So what’s all this I keep hearing about a Coronavirus thingy?  Isn’t a virus like a “bug” that you catch?  I know how to deal with bugs when I catch them.  Been doing it for years.  I just pull off their legs (not tasty) and eat their bodies (quite tasty).  Result – one tasty treat and one dead bug.  Problem solved. 

Sunday, March 8, 2020

Three Operas, a Rabbit Hole and an Exploding Toilet

This year the Gregorian Calendar Gods added an extra day to the month of February in honor of my birthday.  What a wonderful gift -- the gift of time -- the one thing we never have enough of, like shoes and perfume.  Of course, some people think it happens automatically every four years, but don’t you believe it.  In any case, I hope you made the most of that extra day. 

Following a pre-Birthday dinner celebration featuring my favorite widow, La Veuve Clicquot, chez Anna and Novis we all went to Bistro La Minette in Philadelphia.  The fois gras was delicious and that small wine glass in the picture was a special indulgence of Sauterne – not easy to find outside of France, probably because Americans don’t seem to have developed a taste for this very expensive dessert wine.  They don’t know what they are missing.  My husband and I love it and order it whenever we can find it. 

Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Holiday Cheer and a Big Merci Beaucoup!

This Blog post will be a bit chatty, but you can breathe a sigh of relief; it will NOT be “listy,” as in those dreaded New Year’s resolutions.  They are a waste of time to put together and an even bigger waste of time to read.   Spare me!!  Spare you!! 

I would, however, like to start off the New Year with a big Merci Beaucoup to all of you who have faithfully followed my Blog over the years and taken time from your busy lives to leave so many delightful comments.   Believe me, they are the best reward a Blogger can get. 

Now to the chatty part. 

Sunday, December 1, 2019

Small Town; Big City

I grew up in a rough-and-tumble neighborhood on the outskirts of Philadelphia.  It wasn’t geographically part of the city, but it was so close that I could walk to the road that divided us and to the transit system that would have me in center city in ten minutes.  My first “official” summer job was in center city Philadelphia. 

It was just a clerical job, mostly filing, but at 15 I felt very grown up taking the Market-Frankford El to 15th Street each morning with all the other ladies in their crisp, summer dresses and high heels.  They were the secretaries to middle-aged businessmen in Brooks Brothers suits who smelled of tobacco and Bay Rum. 

Sunday, October 27, 2019

What I Do on a Rainy Day

Woke up this morning to a dreary, rainy Sunday -- perfect for puttering.  Since Dan couldn’t play golf, he went downstairs to watch others do so on TV. 

And since this is Halloween week, Miss Kiri Kat decided to spend the morning putting together Trick or Treat bags for us, not to be opened until the day of.  We promised.   The less-industrious me decided to indulge in a typical, lazy Sunday morning ritual à la française.  We call it faire grasse matinée.  Nobody does nothing better than the French, and I love luxuriating in that particular Gallic tradition. 

Monday, October 21, 2019

Fall Finds and Faves

My fall is starting off sooo well.  Lots of goodies on my harvest plate that I want to share with you!   Meant to get to this sooner, but I can’t tell you how many times I sat down, started typing away and something (or someone) interrupted me.  You know that old saying – “Man proposes and God disposes.”  Actually, I have my own take on it.  I think it should go more like this -- “Man makes plans and God says, ‘Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! ………. Nope.”  I’m convinced He has a sense of humor, and I often picture Him getting a big laugh at what we think we can do. 

Anyway, any season that starts off with Puccini’s blockbuster opera Turandot is bound to get the ole juices flowing, particularly when you have a really strong cast, best opera chorus in the world and a fabulous conductor.  Doesn’t get any better.  We left the Metropolitan Opera on Saturday on a high note, and two days later my spirits are still flying high. 

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