When Wayne got home from work, he carved the turkeys, and I made the gravy. We put it all in the fridge for tomorrow.
Category: Family
Ta-Da, The Plum Good, Plum Pudding
I made the brandy hard sauce for the plum pudding this afternoon. Then I sat down and enjoyed a small bowlful. The first season’s eatings offerings. Yes, it brought back all the warm memories of home, holidays, and family. My mom would be so proud. I also put my turkeys in the oven. I will…
Plum Pudding–Without a Plum!
Just mixed the plum pudding. Since childhood, I remember my Mom’s expression, “That’s plum good!.” She used it and still uses it to this day to describe many things that are wonderful, delicious, great, or just plain good. Sometimes, I say it myself. I am afterall a reflection of the way I was raised. “Plum” is old…
Inspiring
Here is a video, recently featured on CNN, about a child prodigy who paints and plays the piano. Her inspiration: God.
haiku: cooking today
curry, cumin, sage and cayenne–ancient spices filling my kitchen. garlic, rosemary, ginger, cardomon–the world comes to me today. therapy, tonic, and love–a man’s heart connects still to his stomach.
haiku: one birthday two souls
My dad and I share the same birthday, which is November 6th. Quite a milestone, my dad turns 80 today. Thanks, Dad, for holding my hand through the journey. Here are a few haiku in honor of you. ************************ One birthday two souls twenty-four years between us daddy and daughter. ************************
A Father’s Look
Wayne and I have been away from our daughter for over two weeks now. We talked to her on the phone this morning. She said she was missing me so much that she read every post on my blog! Ha! Something she would never do if we were home and crossing paths each day. I…
‘Love You Forever’
I never could identify with the person who doesn’t enjoy a catnap in the middle of the day every now and then. It is a rare privilege in the hectic schedule of life to lie down in the afternoon and close my eyes for few minutes, but I relish the opportunity if it comes. It refreshes…
Womb of Compassion
In my post yesterday, I wrote about some language experiences I have had while living in the Mid East and endeavoring to conquer Hebrew. I also wrote about the three-letter root system that holds the DNA to all Hebrew words. Unlocking the codes to the DNA hidden within the words is like uncovering a buried treasure and…
She Hoped He Would Remember
I walked slowly to work that first morning. As I headed toward the general dining hall and kitchen on Kibbutz Einat, near Petach Tikvah, Israel, I practiced these words over and over, “Ani ovedette poe hayom,” which meant, “I work here today” in Hebrew. I don’t know why, but my legs quivered with weakness, and huge butterflies flapped against the…
Bonnie Saul Wilks 