The Weekly Newsletter
Menus and Stories for September 24 - 28, 2007
Spike

Here is the little boy, slightly more grown up. If you can't see him, look in the lower left hand corner of the door. He's out on Chris's deck, "enjoying" a time-out!

Again

Actually, he's very cute, and mostly well-behaved, for a 4 month old. It's just those times right before he goes to sleep when he turns into a demon dog, racing around the room on a wild circuit. If you happen to be sitting in the path, you become part of the obstacle course, with no noticeable hindrance to him. Yipes!!!

Our self portraits

I have a friend who records all events with a self-portrait. Taken at arm's length with one of those little digital cameras, hers are remarkably good. Some of mine are too, though not necessarily this one. Actually, I do rather enjoy the framing of this. You get to fill in the blanks.

Dinners to go

Dinners, as you know, come with a freshly-made green salad, salad dressing of the day, and made-right-here bread of the day. We take reservations until noon or so. Please order by phone (252-1500), by FAX (252-02002) or stop in to speak to one of us in person.

As a reminder, every time you order a dinner to go you are eligible to enter our drawing. Just drop a card in our drawing jar (a business card works or fill out one of the cards that we have right here) and, at the end of the month, we'll pull one card which will be good for two free dinners-to-go.

Maybe you'll win next month.

Order a lot? Enter a lot!
Good luck!!

Here's this week's menu:



Monday September 24 Pistachio Crusted Chicken with Glazed Carrots 9.95
Tuesday September 25 Roasted Red Peppers with Ricotta Wild Rice filling 9.95
Wednesday September 26 Grilled Flank Steak, Red Potatoes, and Caesar Salad 12.25
Thursday September 27 Pork and Roasted Poblanos with Mole 10.95
Friday September 28 Herb-roasted Fresh Tuna w/ Parmesan Leek Risotto 16.75

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Special casserole of the week

We make a special casserole each week. Order before noon on Wednesday and we'll have yours ready to pick up between 4:30 and 6:00 that very afternoon. (Yes, you can order in advance too.) Order a full for 9 portions or, if your gang is smaller, opt for the half-sized one, which serves 4 or so.

Say, we'll happily make a salad and provide bread for you if you like, just let us know when you call and we'll get you all set up.


Wednesday, September 26
Shrimp and Sweet Potato Jambalaya
Full: 45.00
Half:22.50

Waiting for the Bride to emerge

I'm in Seattle this weekend, hence all the pictures of Spike. He'll come back with Chris when she returns, later this fall. This trip happened right now because her assistant, Anna, just got married. I was invited to the wedding - a lovely thing. I didn't have to even think about the food!

Here are the flower girls, grouped and ready with bottles of bubbles. Bird seed is not allowed out here. The birds mess up the steeples, I guess. Ah well. The bubble madness was fun. And the little girls were delightful.

The dresses

The groom is Korean and the women of his family arrived in stunning flowing dresses of silk and ribbons and layers and layers of light and beautiful fabric. After a few hours of decorum, the groom managed to get them out on the dance floor, where they swayed and giggled and pranced to the Jackson Five like the rest of us goofballs.

There she is

Anna.

No more need be said here.

A Note From Laurey




September 22, 2007

I am in Seattle. I’m sitting at the dining room in my partner’s house. The house is right on the Puget Sound and just outside the deck doors is the deck (duh) and just beyond that is a sea wall and just on the other side of the sea wall is the Puget Sound. The water. Right there. Right now the tide is in and huge clumps of seaweed float in the still water. There are seagulls and ducks and herons and an occasional sailboat or a ferry or a freighter or some other boat. It’s very quiet. Chris is at work (she owns a restaurant out here – Flying Fish – you should visit if you come to Seattle.) In a little while I’ll go get her and then we’ll see what the evening holds. Tomorrow I go back to North Carolina.

It’s a funny thing, this hopping back and forth across the country. I was supposed to come here on Tuesday night but when I got to the airport my flight had been canceled so I went home and got up early the next day and came out here then. The night at home had an odd feel to it. I had already done all my laundry and had vacuumed and had done all the dishes and had arranged for the dog and the cat and so, well, I felt sort of like I was stumbling around in some other person’s life.

The lawn is half mown. I would have finished it but when I was in the middle of the project earlier last week I mowed over a yellow jacket nest and got slammed in the face by one of those nasty bees. I have a sensitivity to their stings and so I stopped immediately, went inside, took two benadryl, packed baking soda and water on my cheek, and tried to be calm. I have had major reactions at other times and I have taken myself to the emergency clinic and have gotten big shots which knock me out and then I can’t drive because I’m asleep and the doctors won't let me drive and since all my friends were away, I decided to take a chance with this sting and see if it just wasn’t as bad this time. I watched the clock because the clinic closes at 5. I got stung at 3. While I was waiting to see if anything was going to happen to me, I checked the internet and found that if I chewed up a certain weed that might help, so I went and got some, chewed it, and added it to my puffy face. And then, reading further, I found that apple cider vinegar could be good too. Well, when I put that on, the baking soda started foaming up (remember making volcanoes in 3rd grade?) and the green chewed-up weed and the white baking soda turned into quite the science experiment. You can imagine.

By then the benadryl started kicking in and I lay down and let it take over, falling asleep to golf. Tiger was doing very well, though I don’t remember much else.

By Monday my whole neck and cheek were puffy, as was the other side of my face. The next day I was scheduled to tape four cooking segments on television and I was not quite sure if I could do them, since I looked like I had a mouthful of nuts. But by Tuesday morning things felt better and somehow I managed to get through the taping and no one said anything – not that they would - except for the dishwasher at work who took one look at me, asked me what happened, and then joked that I had gotten what was due to me for eating too much honey. Perhaps.

So it was not a quiet time. This coming week is full also, with parties and picnics and events and this and that.

For now, though, I’m enjoying the view of the water. See you in a day or two.

Um, not mine...

The bridesmaids wore gold shiny shoes with big fat jewels on them. The heels were unimaginably high and the gals managed to stay erect, though I have no idea how they do it. I also took a picture of my feet but I have run out of room. My shoes were black. So were my socks. And when my trousers hiked up, or when my socks fell down, both of which happened a couple of times, my leg glared out, very white. I wore no nail polish.

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