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The Weekly Newsletter |
Menus and Stories for October 18 - October 23, 2004
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| It's Hot Chocolate Weather |
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Remember these?
Lake Champlain Chocolate Company (the folks who make those amazing chocolate bars) spare nothing in their recipes for Hot Chocolate. Pure, wonderful ingredients. Wow.
We sold out SO quickly last fall we couldn't believe it so this year we've brought in enough to keep you (and us) in cups full of warmth through the season.
Try their Aztec, their Raspberry, their Mocha.
Oh. My. (You'll see what I mean once you taste them.) |
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What's in this issue: |
1. YUM!
2. What's in this issue
3. Don't Postpone Joy - the contest
4. Dinners to go
6. Casserole of the week
7. YUM!
8. A Note from Laurey
9. Fall
If you'd rather not receive these weekly notes, simply scroll to the bottom of this page, follow the instructions about "unsubscribe" and that'll be that. |
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| Don't Postpone Joy - the celebration |
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I'm excited that so many of you have been thinking about our "Don't Postpone Joy" celebration.
As a reminder: We're celebrating our adoption of "Don't Postpone Joy" in November. (We now have the registered trademark, you know.) And we want to feature you and your creations.
Do you have a picture that depicts a "Don't Postpone Joy" scene? Are you a composer who has a new piano sonata with this as its motif? How about a poem? A sculpture? We'd love to see what you come up with.
Come by. Get a bumper sticker (or as many as you need if you are creating something that needs more than one) and get ready to bring your creation to us for our celebration. We'll take care of your art for the month of November, displaying it in the shop for all to see.
Let's celebrate together, shall we? |
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The nightly dinners for the week (Call 252-1500 to order) |
Dinners-to-go are available Monday through Friday.
Here's how it works:
Just call us in the morning and we'll take your order for that night's meal. Then come back between 4:30 and 6:00 to pick up your dinner - all ready in a heatable container. Simple, yes?
Monday October 18 Lemon Parmesan Chicken and Orzo 9.50
Tuesday October 19 Beef Tips and Acorn Squash au Poivre 10.50 *
Wednesday October 20 Curried Chicken with Fall Fruits and Indian Chapati 9.50
Thursday October 21 Sherried Pork Tenderloin + Butternut Squash Risotto 10.25
Friday October 22 Seared Salmon with Ginger Chili Mashed Potatoes 12.25
** - this means low-carb. Hope it helps you.
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Dinners to go for the whole month |
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| The Casserole of the Week (for two weeks) |
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Casseroles are made each Wednesday.
Call to order on Tuesday if you can.
Orders will be ready on Wednesday between 4:30 and 6:00.
Order a full pan for 9 (or so) or a half pan for 4 or 5.
Wednesday, October 20
Irish Beef and Vegetable Stew with New Potatoes
Full 37.50
Half 18.75
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YUM!!! |
Sarabeth's little jams.
A little red wagon.
Both cute.
One is also delicious.
Perfect for a "Breakfast in Bed" surprise for your sweetheart. Lay in a supply. You can never tell when it might be the right moment, right? |
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| Youth Fresh Foods Initiative |
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Part of being an active member of our community is taking a lovely shape in a local project. A couple of smart and energetic folks are working with some students at a community school in Swannanoa. You might remember me telling you that we give them our compostables (carrot peelings, egg shells and so on) and they turn these buckets into compost, turn the compost into the dirt, and bring us the bounty of this cycle of life.
They are celebrating their first year of operation this coming Tuesday, the 19th. They'd love to show you around if you could get out there. (We'll be making some salads for them.)
Visit between 1 and 6. Call 216-2966 to get more details. This, my friends, is a project worth seeing. |
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| A Note from Laurey |
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October 16, 2004
It is fall.
Today the breeze is strong. From my desk here at work I can look to the south and watch the clouds blasting by, hurrying to the east. Last night was so cold that we closed all that windows at home and even turned on the furnace. It’s time for the wood stove. Time for leaf raking. Time for hot soups and chili and hot chocolate and warmer jackets. The sweaters are out. I’m thinking about putting the t-shirts away.
I continue to think of place. Last week we went to a conference in Mississippi. The big topic was Food from the South. We drove, thinking that a slow trip would be a good thing to do. At one point in my life I drove all around the United States. In the course of a couple of trips I drove to all of the states in the continent. But it has been awhile and this trip seemed like a good idea. I found myself doing a lot of thinking about the land, musing on how the hills looked like, or didn’t look like, my current home. The countryside opened up, the roads flattened, the foliage changed.
At the conference I walked, tasted, listened, wondered more. Why did this place feel so odd? How could the very dirt make such a difference? I felt uneasy for most of the weekend. Lonely for something I couldn’t name.
After the conference, driving back, I felt a curious relief. And, at the moment when our mountains came into view, I felt a deep breath come in. “There are my mountains,” I said, kind of surprised at thinking, feeling, and saying such a thing.
My mountains.
I’m reading a collection of letters my father and mother wrote to each other when they were just falling in love. My father was building his ski area in Vermont. My mother still lived in New York City. He wooed her with his words. She fell in love with him and, it is clear, with his land. I grew up in love with that same land up there in Vermont. But my home is not there. Hasn’t been for quite some time. Right now my home is here.
Driving down my road at the end of last week’s trip, I felt so comforted to be coming back to the little cabin tucked into these mountains. This is not to say that I will never leave. I may find a different house at some point – after all, mine is very small and there is now another person to consider. And at some point I may move away. I have no plans for this right away. Don’t worry. But things can and do change in a life and change is good, right? The house in Italy stills whispers in my ear sometimes. And I fell in love with Abiquiu. There are lots of places in the world to live.
But for now, right now, I can say that I am so very glad to have this place to call my home. This land, this air, this business, this town, these mountains. This place.
It’s very good. Very.
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Mmmm...it's fall. |
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Contact Info: |
Laurey@laureysyum.com
828-252-1500
67 Biltmore Avenue
Asheville, NC 28801 |
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