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The Weekly Newsletter |
Menus and Stories for May 11 - 15, 2009
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| A sunny spot |
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It is a good thing to go away and come back and take a look at what IS. What is right here. I just rode almost 3,200 miles across the United States on my bicycle and I was always SO happy when I found a spot that looked like this. It didn't happen very often. Once in a while.
Right now there are two people sitting at this table, enjoying quiche with fresh tomatoes. He is having a chocolate and cherry scone. They are sharing some spring fruit. They each have coffee, our Counter Culture coffee. They look pretty happy. I can see why. |
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Huevos Rancheros!! |
Last Sunday I rode my bike from my home to Jubilee, my spiritual community. I rode in the rain, the first rain I'd experienced on the entire ride (well, except for the day the tornado came.)
After Jubilee I rode my bike here, to my shop, for some French Toast. (On my bike ride I had looked in vain for French Toast as good as what we serve here.) Chris had made a stuffed French Toast special which my sisters enjoyed. I asked for my old standby, simple, unadorned French Toast. Vermont Maple Syrup. Applewood smoked thick bacon.
My sister's friend orderd these. Huevos Rancheros. Wow! Almost enough to sway me from my French Toast routine.
Come try them for yourself. Sunday's at Laurey's. Eat here. Listen to music. Visit with your friends. Then go for a hike. Or home for a nap. No one will know.
Tomorrow is Mother's Day, you know. If you come here you don't need to dress up. And you don't need a reservation. You WILL find really good food. For me, that is enough. (I hate dressing up. And reservations are not my favorite either.) |
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| Keeping bees |
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| Last year was my first year of beekeeping. I, like many, lost my bees. Heartbreaking, really. I felt like I'd failed them, these precious beings.
But one thing that I know is that I don't quit easily. I now have more bees. They are living in these two homes. They are active. And I'll try to give them a better base this year with which to go into the winter. I hope, later on, to have honey for you. It's a steep learning curve, that's for sure. And live beings are involved. It's daunting. And worth trying. Hard.
Here's a look at their homes. I'll keep you posted on how it is going as the season progresses. |
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Dinners to go for this week |
Dinners 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 (252-0200) or stop in to speak to one of us in person.
Dinners are ready to pick up between 4:30 and 6:00
Monday May 11 Chicken, Roasted Tomato & Fennel Linguine 9.95
Tuesday May 12 Mu Shu Beef with Fried Rice 11.75
Wednesday May 13 Butternut Squash and Apple Stuffed Pork Roast 11.25
Thursday May 14 Thai Curry Chicken with Coconut Brown Rice 9.95
Friday May 15 Salmon with Caper Dill Vinaigrette 14.75
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| Special casserole of the week |
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We make a special casserole each Wednesday.
Give us a call on Tuesday before we close and we'll fix you up.
Order a half if you have around 4 folks, or, if you have a bigger group,
Or just like leftovers, order a full sized one.
Then come pick up between 4:30 and 6:00 on Wednesday.
May 13
Gruyere Topped Spinach & Cremini Mushroom Lasagna
Full 32.00/Half 16.00
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A long project |
Have you heard of Pearl? "A Man Named Pearl" is the documentary about him and his magical garden in South Carolina. My sister surprised me with a field trip to his home and his magic. It was sort of on the way home from the completion of my ride in Florida last week.
Pearl is magic. This was a corn field. Now it is this.
Talk about inspiration. |
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| The man himself |
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He's generous. Brought out his clippers and clipped away for me and my sisters.
Watch and learn. Listen. Try it.
I stood still, tried to let him sink into me.
He eased my return. He probably doesn't even know it. And it probably doesn't even matter. There ARE inspirational people out there. It's not often we get to stand next to one. A nice way to ease back in. Very.
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and, in the meantime |
Just got back from the City Market. Spring is here in a big way. The vendors' tables are loaded with green things. Spring greens. Spring plants. These are Sungolds and Sweet 100s. Yellow or red cherry tomatoes. "Tommy Toes" they say around here.
I'm ready now.
Tomorrow is Mother's Day. This is when tomatoes can safely be planted here. I'll do just that. Then I'll have bursts of color and sweetness all summer. And, in my book, what's better than a tomato? Or doing something like this to think about a mother?
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| A Note from Laurey |
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Hi there,
May 9th. Saturday. Beautiful spring day. Kitchen’s a bustle. Life is good.
This is my last week as a 54 year old. It has been a spectacular year, all things considered. A year ago I was about to take myself on a one week bike ride on the Outer Banks of North Carolina, my first trip to that spot. I was not sure I could do the ride in any degree of comfort. I was coming off a heartbreak and needed some healing and some distance. The ride seemed like a good thing to do.
It was.
A week after I came home I got a note from the ride organizers mentioning a ride across the United States for this spring. I said, out loud, “I’d like to do that.” And Emily, my office manager, said, out loud. "I think you should.” So it began.
Here now, a year later, I have done it. Ridden my bicycle across the country. At the moment I have a tweaked back which makes is especially hard to believe that I did this ride. But I have a bunch of pictures to look at and a bunch of people to write to and a bunch of newspaper clippings and I KNOW it happened. Somehow it happened.
I think it is important to keep a vision, to keep a dream, to state things out loud. To write things down and look at them and know, somehow know that things will, can, do happen. Unimaginable things. Really. I know this. You can trust me. I do.
And it also is understandable to be home and to be wondering how to put that into this. I saw a guide yesterday who talked about relaxing and letting go and not trying to push anything into anyplace. Just let go, trust. Keep trusting. Keep imagining, though that is not necessary, really.
And a couple of things have happened that make me sit up and take notice. The café is busy. The staff is making really good food. The people who come here are coming, coming, coming in. Yesterday someone said, “Whenever I have something important, really important to do, I come to Laurey’s first. I eat, filling my body and my soul. And then I go do that thing. It is the way I start to do everything that is really important to me.”
And this morning someone picked up a bite of her quiche and said to me, “This is Joy on a plate.”
So those are good things. This is a fine place. I am incredibly lucky to have this as the place to come home to. I’m a part of something bigger than me here. And that is a very good thing. Going away. Coming home. Putting the two together. Creating a vision. Living it. It’s head spinning. And I’m happy to be home.
Oh – I turn 55 this week. Double Nickel. Another auspicious number. Another opportunity. Whoo whee! Whoa. Hold on. Here we go. If you're around, come by on the 14th in the evening. Dance. Have a cupcake. Celebrate with me, won't you? I'll be the one who looks really happy to be right here with you. All of you.
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Laurey bikes (the "blog") |
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Back home - YUM! |
REALLY good food.
REALLY easy for you.
And, after 58 days of peanut butter and raisin sandwiches, I am REALLY happy to beack here with all these offerings. The cooks have been bursting. Come see. Stay with us or take some home. Yum! |
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