Category Archives: Food

Goldbud

The orchard is in Placerville I see(I looked it up online the other night),where valley temperature is perfectlyappropriate for growing stone fruit right.I paid the price for two (that wasn’t light),and toted them to kids I love, to teachby sharing … Continue reading

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Afternoon Baking

I’m not sure that they loved the end result –my rugelach is rich instead of sweet,appealing more to taste that’s grown adult.But kneading dough together was a treat,their cream cheese butter fingers almost neat,their questions and their consciousness employed.The parents … Continue reading

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Cooking

Full body yoga was this morning’s choice –a twenty-seven minute stretch and move.With almost empty mind, I heard a voicethat recommended cooking to improvethe options for my dinners. I rejoicetoday in solitude, as cool as you’veimagined me, as busy as … Continue reading

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Onion Quest

Presented with 6 eggs a week ago,farm-laid and then conveyed by family,the motivation in me starts to growto use them in frittata. I can seehere cheese and spinach, and some broccoli,but needing onion I walk to the store.I buy ten … Continue reading

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Memento Momenta

We took our January birthday meala bay away and in a favorite placefrom decades back. It still has its appeal –though pricey, we can see each other’s faceand hear all words and greet the waiter’s gracenostalgia-blissed. As well as normal … Continue reading

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Sweet Things

Eschewing added sugar years ago,occasions come when I partake a bit.For birthdays, and within December’s glow,confections are not inappropriate.This week my inventory’s exquisite.Although I’m rich I won’t rush it away –I used to binge but that’s a bane I quit;I’ll … Continue reading

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The Turnaround

When we arrived, she wasn’t feeling well.Her attitude was obstinate and stressed.Before she started carping we could tell,although we knew it wasn’t lack of rest.She spoke and acted like she was depressed.We had to give the restaurant a shove,but wine … Continue reading

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Ever-Blow

The guy insulted me while dining out,although he knew the meal would be my treat.He spoke as if I weren’t there, no doubtdeluded that his words were wise and neat.I didn’t quibble and I didn’t shout.That blowhard never learned to … Continue reading

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Hands Off

They’re dining once a week now, and they cookthe dish her aging foster kid desires.He watches kitchen shows, she reads a book,selecting to avoid the use of fryers.She says she has him listen, taste, and look –she wants to teach … Continue reading

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A Birthday Dinner

The meal was fabulous: the room a treat;the service timing perfect; and the food?Each course was palate-present and a meetcompanion to the wine and talk. My moodwas light and loving, interaction sweetbut never cloying, sharp but nothing rude.Of dinners I’ve … Continue reading

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