I was in Tulsa some years ago. It was freezing cold and drizzly the day I was there (by the next day it was, in fact, falling as ice), so I didn’t visit the State Fair, but spent the day at the Gilcrease and then the Philbrook Museum.Continue reading “Virtual Route 66: Tulsa”
Since I am no longer dividing my distances between the Camino and Route 66, I’m making tracks on that virtual journey now.Continue reading “Route 66: virtual St Louis”
Missing the adventure of winging to some far-flung place, seeing new sites, meeting new people.
Missing the casual ease of popping over to visit my folks, the quiet pleasure of inviting them over for a meal, maybe a show watched together…Continue reading “Missing”
So one of my old friends asked me a few days back, how I’ve been getting all my steps every day, even though I’m in so much. (As of course many of us are.) Continue reading “Old friends”
Well, I’m kind of giving away the current time lag I’m on (give or take a day) by telling you that Tropical Storm Isaias is bearing down on us.
Meals for this week will be themed and inspired by my visit to Greece…
Homemade tzatziki. Who would have imagined something made from cucumbers and plain yogurt (okay: and garlic and lemon and dill, so that’s where the magic happens) could be so delicious?
I’m also making… seasoned beef inspired by gyro and souvlaki flavors… and spanikopita. With Kalamata olives as a delicious garnish to it all.
Now all I need is a glass of wine and good found-friends, and I’ll (almost) be back in Greece again.
When S and I were sailing the Mediterranean this winter … can it really have been just months ago? … most mornings we ordered in yogurt and muesli for breakfast. I’d get plain yogurt and she’d order fruit. Continue reading “Recapturing a moment”
My sister and I were at one of those awful, come-to-my-sales-pitch-disguised-as-a-party events some time back, and they were showing off something simply hideous as if it were fabulous. She turned to me and whispered, Continue reading “Inside jokes and movie quotes”