April's Ramblings,Scrambling&Amblings

Lost In Translation For July

My monthly Italian cooking email ,always  so poetic looking to me  :

 Gentile Signora April,
arriva una nuova moda: il partager, ovvero tanti piccoli assaggi da scambiare con chi vi sta accanto. Gualtiero Marchesi ha cambiato la ristorazione italiana: ecco dove sono finiti i suoi "discepoli". La scuola di pasticceria continua con le meringhe da preparare nella versione a caldo e a freddo, per i dessert più friabili e delicati. E per chi ama i sapori piccanti, il pepe: vi spieghiamo per ogni varietà con che cibo va abbinato, per ricette salate ma anche dolci.

Buona lettura

 

Alta Vista Babelfish translator claims it says this:

 Kind Mrs. April,

arrives one new fashion: the partager, that is many small assays to exchange with who are next. Gualtiero Marquises has changed the Italian ristorazione: here where its "disciples" are ended. The school of continuous pastry shop with the meringhe to prepare in the version for warmth and cold, for the friabili and delicate desserts. And for who it loves the piccanti sapori, the pepper: we explain to you for every variety with that food goes bound together, also for sweet salad recipes  .

 Good reading

        
~Huh??~

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Tuesday's Fresh & Fruity Farmer's Market Haul

Berry stained gal
It's all good
So many berries !Food Inspector Soph
So delicate
 We still have radishes  and squash to polish off   .
Everything was superb , except the raspberries  were  half moldy. 

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Could It Be Nearly 2000 Days Gone By

...and yet I feel  none the wiser.

Well, maybe just a bit.

 Yesterday marked year five of widowhood  for me .

My husband of 20 years was found stabbed to death  in his office  around 7 PM on Sunday  July 14 ,2002.

 He had been dead for almost 2 hours.

There is still no one in custody for this crime, despite  FBI involvement  .

The  seconds,mi nutes, hours, days, weeks,months and years that have ensued have been  hard , sad and scary.

 So far we've made it as gracefully as one can  after surviving a tragedy.

 I am no longer in the clutches of deep grief  and haven't been for  at least 3-4 of those years , but  I think about him , and our love   at least once a day.

You  just never think  someone you love  will die at the hands of another.

I have been searching for who I am as a woman of a certain age  who married  fresh out the box of her teen years.

I like myself , and  it's taken many years to feel that about myself.

He use to be my biggest  fan, now I am my own.

Our relationship wasn't perfect ,as no relationship is, but at the end of a day his face , his love 

and our connection carried me through to the next .

To  live without his physical presence has been  extremely hard.

Yes , he resides inside my head and heart but on some days that just wasn't enough.

These days I remember  him with a sense of melancholy  and am amazed to have made it this far without a total breakdown, anti-depressants  or copious amounts of  booze.

I am not against recoupling , and I honestly thought that by now I would have gone on at least one date ( grits teeth) , but the timing just hasn't been right yet.

I've been  working on me , on being ok with me.

 

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Whimsy in the Shape of a Hot Pink Fish Windsock

We went to volunteer at a local library yesterday.

 We won't hear for a few weeks whether we've been accepted or not , but we took the time to walk around this  grand older New England building with multiple turrets  that turned out to be studying/sitting alcoves inside.

As I looked out over  the grounds from the second floor  ,   a hot pink and white fish shaped  windsock fluttering wildly  over a restaurant and in between the trees caught my eye .

I only had my phone camera with me , but you can see it if you  look really hard just above that roof ...

 

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Ms Excitement

April's Daily Scorpio Forecast
Overview: Like a pinata, you're filled with surprises. Your life is a lot of things, but boring certainly isn't one of them -- especially now. The most surprising things pop out of your mouth, guided there by your dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

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My Daughter the Artist

Strawberry Spirit

 She's mainly an illustrator,but has been branching out to acrylics.Her  latest creation was inspired by some particularly delicious local strawberries.She's also a young adult fantasy writer working on her first book (50 K words and 265 pages), she's getting ready to send it out to  literary agents .

Here's hoping her  story makes it to print !

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