Week in Review – December 26, 2021

“We’re engaged, did you guys all know about this?”

Jose and his crew were coming to replace the kitchen floor last Monday, so we decided to exchange our Christmas stockings on Sunday night.  I love these three little penguins nesting in my stocking.

There were a couple of gifts that I couldn’t resist for Diana, but which didn’t fit in her extra large stocking.  She had mentioned enjoying spirograph a few months ago, and I was trying to describe the fancy set I had.  She’s pretty excited to try out this classic set when we get back to McKinney.  I’m not sure if that will be before or after she tackles the “Where the Crawdads Sing” jigsaw puzzle.

I saw the “Champagne Clutch” from Neiman Marcus and knew that McD needed one of those also.  Enough room for a bottle of champagne, a credit card and an ID.

My favourite gift is this Pooh cushion.  The other side has the “We’ll be friends for ever, right Pooh?  Even longer,” classic quote.

We think we may stick with the stocking stuffer only Christmas gift tradition.

Spending the night at the Grand Hotel in downtown McKinney seemed like a better plan than getting in the way of Jose and the flooring crew.  The Grand is such a lovely, old school hotel with a great location on the square.  We had dinner at the Urban Bar and Grill – a new restaurant where Bayou Jack’s used to be (I loved that New Orleans style place.)  Our meals were great – particularly Diana’s mussels.

We took advantage of some of the photo opportunities on our walk back from dinner.  Diana always says we rarely get pictures of the two of us at busy times like this – so here you go D:

I saw storms and flight disruptions forecast for San Francisco on Wednesday, and so changed our flights to Tuesday.  That way I could be sure to be ready to go to celebrate Will and Christine’s engagement.  You hadn’t heard about that?  Oh my goodness, what a production.

But before that, we celebrated McD’s birthday again with Adamo, Amy and crew.  A creative cake indeed.  It wouldn’t be a complete visit if Diana didn’t have kids hanging off her.

Now back to the engagement event – eleven of us were staged in a limo bus just down the street from the site of the proposal – in a “taxi” outside Christine’s house, where they first met.  We were provided with a detailed set of instructions, including a dress code.  As we exited the bus to offer congratulations, Christine said, “Did you guys all know about this?  Oh, of course you did.”  Pictures were taken in front of the old apartment, and then we all rode in the bus to the restaurant where Will and Christine were going to have a special celebration dinner.

It turned out the place Will had chosen for dinner was right next to the Tadich Grill, a favourite of mine when I would occasionally work in downtown San Francisco.  This is the oldest restaurant in California, dating back to 1849.  We decided to have dinner there rather than riding back in the bus and catching an Uber from the drop off point.  This was a great decision – wonderful oysters Rockefeller, petrale sole and cioppino.

After dinner Diana wanted to check on the newly engaged couple.  She asked the maitre d’ to take us to the couple with the white jackets.

We had our gift exchange with Will, Christine, Campbell and Ollie in Redwood City on Thursday night.  That was followed by a delicious meal (outside so that Ollie could attend) at Terun.

The visit gave the girls a chance to admire Christine’s rock again.

I think I was a pretty good helper for Diana as we assembled Christmas dinner from the remainder of the seven fishes dinner from the previous evening.  Marco and Giancarlo’s families joined us and we had a very nice time.

We certainly got plenty of celebrating and time with family in this week.

I did find enough time to finish up “I Dream He Talks to Me” by Allison Moorer.  This is about her experiences raising a non-verbal autistic son, John Henry.  The book certainly brings perspective to the challenges of raising our kids.

“I suspect he hears music all around him because he stops what he’s doing and he listens.  My son has taught me countless lessons, but the biggest one may be that there is music in everything.  I don’t know what role it will ultimately play in his life, whether he will pursue it professionally or if he will just enjoy it.  I only know that music might very well be his language in some way.  What he cannot say, he might one day sing too.”

A beautifully written book about treasuring all the small moments in life.

I love this song by The Delines, a band from Portland who describe themselves as retro-country:

And here’s one from the Scottish band The Blue Nile.  Their music is always so well produced:

Stay safe (it’s getting crazy out there again) and kind.

 

 

 

 

Fortnight in Review – December 19, 2021

“Happy Birthday McD, Happy Christmas Finneroo”

We drove down to Austin last Tuesday afternoon, arriving in time to meet Brad and Jocelyn for a lovely dinner at Eberly.  We drove by this iconic Austin restaurant many times and had never tried it.  We were missing out.  It was great to catch up with friends.

My work Executive Committee had a holiday meal at Garrison in the Fairmont hotel on Wednesday evening.  This was another amazing meal – the octopus appetizer, and then the ridiculously decadent duck and foie gras tower, topped with black truffles (one of the best dishes that I remember from this year.)  It’s so nice to work with a group of folks whose company I enjoy so much.

Our corporate center Holiday Happy Hour was on Thursday night at the Fairmont hotel.  We had reserved a combination indoor/outdoor space and the weather was perfect for enjoying both.  Everyone seemed to have a wonderful time.  Here’s the motley IT crew (the official picture will be much better), and Diana with our friend Neffie.

I think Diana looks wonderfully sparkly and festive.

On Friday, we had lunch at June’s – steak tartare and bone marrow bolognaise, and then endured the very long drive back home to McKinney.  This week was a great start to the holiday season.

On Wednesday, we had our Christmas gift exchange with Finn.  We ordered in Thai food and then had Finn open his stocking and gifts.  He was really spoiled and very appreciative.  He also did a lovely job with his card and gifts – very creative and thoughtful.  I love my whisky glass with Emperor penguin etching and Diana is quite proud of her hand-blown glass mermaid.

The Atlas came back from getting wheels “powder coated” on Thursday.  Diana is quite happy with the way the all black rims now look.

 

 

 

 

I got a haircut on Friday and decided to have a snack at the neighboring Lion and Crown afterwards.  Scotch Eggs!  This place had all the classic pub food favourites and I’ll have to plan another stop in.

 

 

 

Diana added another year to her age on Saturday.  We had dinner at the Capital Grille – we hadn’t been there in a while and were not disappointed.  Such a classic steak house with excellent service.  McD had the full experience – filet mignon Oscar style (crab, béarnaise, and asparagus) with a lobster tail on the side.  Not to mention the sides of lobster mac ‘n cheese and mushrooms.  We have lots of leftovers for dinner tonight.   The hostess sprinkling sparkly confetti shapes on the table as we were seated to celebrate the Birthday was a fun touch.

Today we’re planning to pick up Finn from work for a sushi lunch, and then enjoy the Cowboys/Giants game.

I finished three books over the last fortnight.  First was completing “Crossroads” by Jonathan Franzen.  This book felt quite long at 575 pages, and a bit plodding in places.  And then, to add insult to injury, Franzen used quite a twee technique to finish things up.  The conclusion to the story was told in a couple of letters sent between the key characters.  It almost felt as if Franzen realized the book was already too long and didn’t feel like editing things down and providing a satisfying conclusion.  I would still recommend this book for a good holiday read – it’s the kind of book you can settle into for several hours and just enjoy the characters.

My next book, “Mayflies” by Andrew O’Hagan, is a Christmas present from Mum that I couldn’t resist sampling, and then couldn’t resist finishing.  It’s in two parts – a group of mates from the Glasgow area attending a music festival in Manchester in 1986 as teenagers, is part one, and part two is the same group in their 50s in recent years.  Part one got a bit repetitive after a while – kids being silly at a music festival, but part two was excellent.

Page one sets the backdrop for part one:

“Nineteen eighty-four was the end of old Woodbine, or 1985, when the strike ended and the Ayrshire men returned one by one to the pits, met at the gates by women giving out carnations.  The miners had fought hard, but they were all sacked within a month.  ‘He takes his shame out on us,’ Tully said.  ‘I suppose Thatcher never really got it about the enemy within.’  And that comment was pure Tully.”

On the life-changing impact of a great school teacher:

“After the results came in, I went to school for the last time.  She was sitting with a huge pile of jotters. ‘Ah, James,’ she said.  ‘I gather you got a place.’

‘Strathclyde.’  She jumped up from her desk and hugged me right next to the blackboard. ‘Susan,’ I said.

‘Mrs. O Connor to you.’  She was smiling,  I didn’t know what to say.  It can take a whole lifetime to know how to thank a person.”

The mates are constantly arguing about top 3 lists:

” ‘Top three goals ever scored by a Scottish player,’ Tibbs said.

In unison: ‘Archie Gemmill.’

‘Too obvious,’ he said.

‘Have there been three goals?’ I asked.”

How a Kenny Dalglish header inadvertently led to the rise of Thatcherism:

” ‘In 1978,’ he said, ‘Ally McLeod whipped the whole nation into a patriotic frenzy so he did, which ended in ignominy and humiliation.  The aftermath of the Argentina campaign is widely accepted to be the main reason the Scottish devolution bill failed in the referendum of March 1979.  That led to the Scottish Nationalists withdrawing support for he minority Labor government and the subsequent vote of ‘no-confidence’ led to the election won by Margaret Thatcher.’

He was a juggernaut of reason.

‘Open and shut case,’  Tully said.  ‘Goal makes Dole.'”

Some local colour, Elspeth’s wedding reception was in Seamill:

“Seamill – on the north Ayrshire coast.  I see my father pointing to the Isle of Arran from a tartan blanket on the beach.  He held my finger up when the sun was blinding and traced the shape of Beinn Tarsuinn and Goatfell.  Forty years on, a caravan stood empty on a ridge above the beach, so I took it over and fixed it up, filling it with cushions and Chinese lanterns.”

Revealing the title’s meaning:

“‘A beautiful publication,’ he said.  ‘Swammerdam believed that no being was higher than any other being, a revolutionary thought at the time.  He wrote this book one summer in Sloten, outside of Amsterdam.  He filled it with poetry and visions as well as anatomical observations.’

‘It’s really wonderful,’ I said.  ‘Mayflies.’ “

What an enjoyable read!

My third book was “Lucky” by Marissa Stapley.  This is a quick and fun read that I finished in two sittings this weekend.  I think Diana will figure out the puzzle quicker than I did.

A grifter/con-artist wins a $390 million lottery, but can’t claim the ticket because she’s wanted by the police at a federal level.  The book alternates between time slices each chapter, piecing the back story and the lottery plot together piece by piece.

As is typical, the ending was a bit far-fetched, but enjoyable nonetheless.  Recommended for a rainy or cold weekend.

I went on a deep dive around Tim Buckley’s “Song to the Siren” this week.  Many versions exist and all are quite different.  I’m partial to the “This Mortal Coil” version.  What do you think?

That’s enough of that one, but there are many more interesting versions to explore.

I loved this Lyle Lovett song that popped up on a playlist – excellent musicianship and production:

This one from Mary Chapin Carpenter (one of McD’s favourites) has been on heavy rotation recently.  Great guitar work:

I’ll leave you with this excellent instrumental from one of the great guitarists, Brian Setzer:

Stay safe, kind and patient with everyone!

 

Week in Review – December 5, 2021

“So Many Leaves in the Pool”

This was a very quiet week – not much to report at all.

This is the week when most of the leaves from the neighbor’s tree blow into our pool.  Diana spent a lot of time keeping the skimmers emptied and leaves out of the pool.  I appreciate a pool girl that’s on the job before she’s dressed for the day – that’s dedicated D.

I met some vendors for lunch at Rick’s Chophouse in downtown McKinney on Wednesday.  The conversation was good and I was able to pick up a treat to take over to Diana who was getting her hair done just across the street.

Our two favourite NFL teams played each other on Thursday night – Cowboys vs Saints in New Orleans.  The Cowboys didn’t play particularly well but did win the game – mostly because of good defensive play.  Campbell found a Cowboys place near his apartment – some kind of barbeque restaurant.

Saturday was Christmas decorating day.  We didn’t do too much this year – just a small tree and a couple of garlands on the mantels.  We’ll be gone most of Christmas week and have the kitchen floors being redone, so it didn’t make sense to go to too much trouble.  Not that I really went to very much trouble – just coached Diana while watching the SEC Championship game.  Diana always enjoys unboxing her Dad’s refurbished angel.

The only excitement on Sunday was trapping a lizard that had made its way into the house.  I was proud of my scientific method – trap it under a garbage can and then slide a piece of cardboard underneath.  Diana didn’t seem overly impressed.

I’m working my way through “Crossroads” by Jonathan Franzen – another 600 page tome.  About 400 pages in so far and enjoying the characters and their exploits.  The story is mostly set on December 23, 1971.  Here’s a brief review:

“A tour de force of interwoven perspectives and sustained suspense, its action largely unfolding on a single winter day, Crossroads is the story of a Midwestern family at a pivotal moment of moral crisis. Jonathan Franzen’s gift for melding the small picture and the big picture has never been more dazzlingly evident.”

I’ll let you know what I think when I finish up next week.

I received the latest Tipitina’s Record Club release this week – Ernie K-Doe.  I’ve listened to the album several times and really like the sound.  Classic New Orleans R&B.  Here are a couple of examples.

Stay safe and kind.

Several Weeks in Review – November 24, 2021

“Watch my hand!”

You’ll have noticed that I haven’t posted in a while.  Why is that you ask?  Off to watch the Cowboys game?  No – I had hand surgery a couple of weeks ago and it was a pain to type with the wrap on my right hand.  The surgery was to remove something called dupuytrens – a cyst like growth and ligament hardening common after prior surgeries on your hand.  Everything was very smooth with the operation and I was in and out of the Craig Ranch Surgery Center (wonderful facility and people) in less than 2 hours.

A week later I went to have the dressing removed and all seems to be progressing well.

I needed to have a splint made to straighten my fingers out at night when sleeping.  Leaving town the next day, I got an appointment for just after lunch.  I stumbled on Mexican Cactus for a delicious taco lunch – great sauces.  A nice new addition to the taco rotation.  The splint appointment was painless and the lady also gave me a series of exercises to do every hour – I couldn’t say that I’ve been religious about doing them every single hour, but not too bad.

Diana had been gathering special ornaments for a small tree that she got for Finn.  All his favourite things – Pokemon, Star Wars and Pandas.  We had him over to deliver McD’s Christmas tree kit – he loved it all.

What a nice job Diana did on this, and she was very pleased when he had it all set up the next day.

Speaking of Diana and Christmas, a friend was visiting Clorinda and brought over a box of photos – including this gem.  Two year old Diana with the baby Jesus from the nativity scene.  Hasn’t changed a bit?

And continuing on the Diana theme – her retirement from NTTData was officially announced this week.

I know Timmy is very sorry to see her leaving him.  This note from a colleague made me smile – Diana used to tell me that if I would just work a wee bit harder then I could be a “rock star.”

I’m working with Diana on a list of activities to keep her busy in retirement – officially beginning on January 10th.

Last week I met some colleagues in downtown Dallas for dinner.  We went to a place called CBD Provisions, where the signature dish is pig’s head carnitas.  And yes, it comes served as a complete pig’s head – a bit strange but very tasty.  Traffic was awful on the drive down, taking more than 90 minutes (typically 40) and so I maybe wasn’t in the mood to fully enjoy such a different appetizer.

 

A few months ago, on a whim, we bought tickets to see Bryan Adams in Las Vegas.  The show was last Friday and we flew to Vegas on our way out to San Francisco.  Our room at the Encore by Wynn was very comfy and modern (Alexa was available to close the curtains and turn on the lights).  The show was at the Encore theater and so we just needed to ride the elevator down to attend the show – much easier than our typical drives to and from the Kessler for concerts.

Diana made us reservations at La Cave for pre-concert dinner.  What a great find this was – tapas style small plates and very creative.  The small plates weren’t really that small and we really enjoyed the meal in a lovely setting.  Diana liked her “Fizzies flight” – more fun than just one glass.

 

 

The concert was almost 90 minutes late in starting.  Somebody had taken a tumble on the balcony and apparently it took that long to deal with it.  The crowd was definitely getting restless by the time the band took the stage around 9:30.

It’s been 37 years since Adams released the “Reckless” album with so many of the hits that he’s still playing.  The first big hit in the set was “Heaven” with the crowd doing a great job on the first verse.  We think this song is a good one for Diana to learn on the piano – one of her retirement plans.

Next up was the classic “Summer of 69”, perhaps his best known song:

I enjoyed the guitar work on “Cuts Like a Knife”:

As is typical, Adams finished up with a couple of solo acoustic songs.  Here’s “Straight from the heart”:

A very enjoyable and well produced show all around.  Diana was very happy.

We stopped by the Eastside Lounge on the way back to our room and listened to the dueling pianos version of “Hotel California”:

We had a lazy start on Saturday with workouts in the fancy gym, lunch at the poolside restaurant, and then reading books by the lovely pool.  BP kept watch from the room.

I had made dinner reservations at Brasserie Bardot in the Aria resort.  We thought it was a good idea to walk the mile and half down the Vegas strip to dinner – work up an appetite.  Not a great idea – the strip was so busy and I quickly grew tired of bobbing and weaving through the herds of people.  When we finally arrived at Bardot we were seated inside next to a very loud table of guys.  The entire place was soooo loud.  I knew I wouldn’t be able to stand it and so we moved out to the front patio – much better.

We weren’t super hungry and decided to order a selection of appetizers.  Every one was amazing.  I highly recommend the food at Bardot, just make sure you sit on the patio or wear ear plugs.  We enjoyed foie gras two ways – as a torchon with black truffles, and seared over pineapple – both perfectly prepared.

As my regular readers know, it’s very hard for McD to say no to steak tartare.  In addition to that we had escargots en croute, and I think this was my favourite dish – so different from the typical presentation.

After dinner we called it an early night and were well rested for our flight to San Francisco on Sunday.  Again the airport was pleasantly uncrowded.

Monday was a busy work day for both of us, but things started to slow down on Tuesday and we were able to get out for a walk by the Pacifica beaches and to enjoy a coffee and a quiche at Soul Grind.

Andy and Jude invited us for Happy Hour in the evening and we enjoyed the wonderful sunset views.

We went for a walk on the hill on Wednesday morning and ran into the whole crew coming down.  It takes a while to make progress with Frankie collecting rocks, Luciano melting down when he falls off his skateboard, and Massimo moving along on crutches.  Here are some short videos that capture the scene.

Frankie yelled goodbye from her spot on top of the hill.

Grammie has been enjoying the lovely weather and her new patio set.

I highly recommend the new Tom Hanks movie “Finch.”  It’s amazing how much we come to care about robots.  Just a really well done and quiet movie.

I finished a couple of books over the last weeks.  First was “Oh, William!” by Elizabeth Strout.  Similar in style to the wonderful “Olive Kitteridge”, this follows the life of Lucy Barton and her ex-husband William.  I didn’t enjoy this as much as “Olive” but it was still a very good read.  This is the third book in a trilogy and I might have enjoyed it more had I read the first two books more recently.

 

My second book was “The Lincoln Highway” by Amor Towles.  I loved “A Gentleman in Moscow” and was excited to read his new book.  I thoroughly enjoyed the tale – quite different than “A Gentleman”, with much more action and a faster paced story.  At the same time, there was plenty of detail from 1954 (the book takes place over 10 days) to settle in and enjoy.  Here’s what Amazon had to say about it:

The Lincoln Highway might just be one of the best novels of this decade, which is a feat considering A Gentleman in Moscow, also holds that distinction (in this reviewer’s mind, anyway). Set in the 1950s, The Lincoln Highway is filled with nostalgia as well as the gentle naïveté and hijinks of those who are young, optimistic, and on a mission. The story follows four boys who set out to travel the country in search of a fresh start: Emmett and Billy want to find their mother who left them when they were young, and Duchess and Woolly are on the hunt for a stashed wad of cash. Sometimes their dreams are aligned but often they are not. In other words, adventure ensues: There’s train hopping and car stealing, and with that comes the inevitability of trouble sparked from both good and bad intentions. Each of these young men is chasing his dreams, but their pasts—whether violent or sad—are never far behind. A remarkable work of storytelling that is a 2021 favorite.

Enough music already, so I’ll save some of my new finds for the next posting.

Stay safe and kind!

 

Week in Review – October 24, 2021

“Happy 90th Birthday to Clorinda”

I dropped Diana at DFW on Wednesday afternoon so that she could fly to San Francisco to prepare for her Mom’s 90th birthday.  Then I continued on to the Woodlands Resort (about 45 minutes North of Houston) for our annual company awards fiesta.  The resort was quite beautiful and I had a room with a nice patio overlooking one of the golf courses.  Here are the views from there early on Thursday morning:

This was a very nice celebration event where all the top performing folks were recognized.  Everyone got to choose an event – golf, concert etc.  I chose to attend the Doobie Brothers 50th anniversary tour on Thursday night.  I enjoyed dinner with a colleague at Jasper’s before the concert.  I always love their blue cheese chips – it really is a single serving.  Here are a few members of my team at the event.

The Doobie Brothers show was very good, with Michael McDonald joining the original lineup for the first time on this tour.  The crowd seemed to enjoy his songs more than those from what I consider the classic lineup – which was a bit disappointing.  Here’s “China Grove” – funny every time I hear it because Joe Carroll tried to convince me “China Grove” was in the Santa Cruz mountains, despite the line “Down Around San Antone”.

The set finished with the crowd favourite, “Listen to the Music”:

I was feeling quite cramped in Penelope on Friday morning, as I drove back from Houston to McKinney.  Then a call came in from the VW dealership to tell me that the new car had been delivered.  With a limited window to execute all the paperwork, I Ubered over and got it all taken care of.  I really like the size and comfort of the Atlas Cross Sport.

I got a kick out of the floor lighting when I pulled the Beast into the garage.

After a quiet night at home alone, it was time to catch my flight to San Francisco.  A last minute first class upgrade was very pleasant.  Diana picked me up at SFO and we headed over to Adamo’s for a party he was hosting to celebrate their wedding anniversary and several other events that had been missed over the last year.  Will, Christine, and Ollie were able to come for a while and enjoy Adamo’s cooking and the Sam Hunt band.  Ollie was sporting his Halloween pumpkin haircut and enjoyed playing with the other party dogs.  The Sam Hunt band is the same one that played at Alicia’s 21st birthday party last year.  They are really interesting with a cello and trumpet adding to the unique sound:

Fortunately the rain held off most of the day on Saturday for the party.  That was not the case on Sunday for Clorinda’s 90th party.  The “cyclone bomb” hit early in the morning and dumped rain all day.  The gravel area in front of Clorinda’s house clearly wasn’t going to be a good party destination, and so Diana had arranged to use the Little Brown Church (home of the historical society that Clorinda belongs to) as a plan B.  We had set up tables and chairs on Saturday, and so just some finishing touches with flowers and caterer set up remained for Sunday.

The event was a huge success with all of Clorinda’s kids and all but one of her grandkids in attendance.

Diana had the idea to set up a small table for Clorinda so that folks could come and visit with her throughout the event.  It worked out perfectly.

I love this picture of Frankie trying to retrieve her lost balloon:

We enjoyed several musical performances and speeches.  Marco did an excellent job as always:

Renee, Giancarlo and Carlo sang a song and then Giancarlo read a poem he wrote for the event:

Diana’s catering selection was excellent – such a kind and efficient crew:

And then it was time to sing “Happy Birthday” (accompaniment by Renee and Alicia) and enjoy cake.

What a great event Diana arranged and we were fortunate that around 50 people chose to brave the horrible rain to attend.  Clorinda had a fantastic time.

Monday was the antithesis of Sunday with bright sunshine all day.  We assembled Clorinda’s gift and she took full advantage of the new table and chairs to enjoy the sun and some champagne with her daughter.

I really enjoyed this performance of Dire Straits “Sultans of Swing” by 40 fingers (a group of 4 guitar players):

40 Fingers – Sultans of Swing

One of the more unique renditions of “Hallelujah” – an Irish priest at a wedding:

I was saddened to read about the passing of Paddy Moloney, founder of Irish band The Chieftains.  Here’s one of my favourites:

Be Kind!

Week in Review – October 17, 2021

“Moving Week”

When I left you last week, the Cowboys were about to play the New York Giants.  I was nervous as they tend to lose these games when heavily favoured.  It must have been Campbell and Honey’s support that drove them to a solid win, 44-20, and a 4-1 lead in their division.

There was quite a storm on Sunday night with very high winds.  Lots of big trees broken when we had our run on Monday morning.

Movers arrived on Tuesday to help Finn and me move the big items (sofa, bed, TV unit) from storage to his apartment.  He’s in a ground floor apartment just a few miles from storage, so it didn’t take too long.  We worked on Wednesday to get the internet installed (did it all ourselves), and to do a deep clean on the sofa.  Finn learned how to assemble the Bissell cleaning machine and how to use it.

We borrowed Jens’s SUV on Thursday and moved the rest of the stuff.  And finally the place was ready for Finn to spend the night by himself.  He said that he slept really well and is enjoying the place.

I treated him to a pumpkin spice latte at Duino after all our work moving things over and getting organized.  He does like the sweet drinks for sure.

 

Friday was employee appreciation day at Market Street and Finn was very happy with the gift card he won, and the burgers and hotdogs that were served for lunch.  He made the comment that the place he worked in Los Gatos would never dream of having an appreciation day.  It’s amazing how far a little thank you goes.

 

 

We booked appointments to get flu shots on Saturday morning and hoped to add on COVID booster shots when we got there.  Success – we’re all boosted and ready for the winter.

A stop at Market Street on the way home from our jabs allowed us to observe Finn in action – here he’s stocking the “specialty produce section”.   We met his boss who was raving about what a great addition Finn has been to the team.

Finn is coming over to watch the Cowboys play the New England Patriots later this afternoon and Diana has promised to make us some sliders.  Hoping for another strong Cowboys performance.

Not too much reading this week with all the moving activity.  I did start “Harlem Shuffle” by Colson Whitehead, and I think I’m going to enjoy it quite a bit.  Whitehead is famous for “The Underground Railroad”, which I haven’t read yet.

I enjoyed this descriptive paragraph:

“This first hot spell of the year was a rehearsal for the summer to come.  Everyone a bit rusty but it was coming back, their parts in the symphony and assigned solos.  On the corner, two white cops recapped the fire hydrant, cursing.  Kids had been running in and out of the spray for days.  Threadbare blankets lined fire escapes.  The stoops bustled with men in undershirts drinking beer and jiving over the noise from transistor radios, the DJs piping up between songs like friends with bad advice.  Anything to delay the return to sweltering rooms, the busted sinks and clotted flypaper, the accumulated reminders of your place in the order.  Unseen on the rooftops, the denizens of tar beaches pointed to the lights of bridges and night planes.”

A pair of new live albums caught my attention this week – both involving Donald Fagen.   The first is “The Nightfly Live” – the original is such a fantastic sounding album, and the live version is also excellent.

The second is Steely Dan Live (Fagen was co-founder with the late Walter Becker).  Listen to how great the band sounds on this track:

We’ve been enjoying Jeff Daniels in the “American Rust” TV series.  This great Randy Newman song was featured on the last episode.  I love the unusual chord structures.

Speaking of Jeff Daniels, I discovered live streams that he’s been doing over the last year.  The monologue about his role as Atticus Finch in the Broadway production of “To Kill a Mockingbird” is really interesting.  And he’s an excellent blues guitar picker.

https://www.jeffdaniels.com/category/videos/

Stay safe and kind!

Week in Review – October 10th, 2021

“Let’s do sprints!”

Monday started with a very enjoyable run.  What made it fun?  The 62 degree weather – perfect for running and such a nice change.  We can both move faster and further when the temperatures are 20 degrees cooler than we’re used to.

After a quick shower, I made a trip to the hand surgeon to see about a small cyst on the palm of my hand.  He informed me it is minor “dupuytrens” – a genetic condition common to Northern Europeans and more likely to be found after a hand has been operated on (as mine was 2 years ago).  Nothing to worry about but it can ultimately pull your pinky down to where it’s permanently bent.  We plan to get it removed on November 9th in a quick outpatient surgery.  The J.W. Marriott in Austin, with its faulty door, has more to answer for!

After work we relaxed with the latest episode of Billions – by far my favourite current TV series.  The dialogue is so quick and good that I usually watch twice to pick up all the subtle pop-culture references.  McD did ask if I wanted to watch Monday Night Football, but I decided to give her a break from that.

I had another enjoyable run on Wednesday morning.  This time below 60 degrees – perfect.  After that, it was a busy day of packing and shipping.  First, we loaded the Passat for shipping to Alicia in San Jose, CA.  It should arrive early Monday.  Sorry to see such a good car go.  It served us well on multiple road trips to Austin and California.

Car shipped, it was time to turn attention to the storage unit and unearthing the furniture that Finn will use in his new apartment.  You can see that boxes were stacked in a very higgledy piggledy way, and so the only option was to unpack everything and then repack with the furniture needed at the front.  This was not something that Finn or I thought our backs would be able to endure, and so hired a few helpers to do the hard work.  They had things unpacked and reorganized for the official move in no time and I didn’t even break a sweat supervising.

We relaxed on Wednesday evening with a movie called “The Starling”.  The stars are Mellissa McCarthy, Kevin Kline, and Chris O’Dowd.  It took us a few evenings to finish, but this is a great film.  Understated, funny, and very poignant.  Highly recommended!

We made two tries to get Finn his Texas drivers license on Friday.  One at 7am – already more than 100 people in line so we didn’t stop and again at 3pm to see if they would take walk-ins later in the day – again a hard no.   We did take advantage of being close to downtown McKinney in the morning to stop in for coffees and quiches at Filtered.  They have finished the sidewalk expansion and put in new flower planters.  Very pretty view for our coffee talk.  We’ll try a more remote location next week.  Appointments for new licenses are booking out in February of next year, so we need to figure out a walk-in alternative.

The keys to Finn’s new apartment were picked up on Saturday afternoon.  The unit looks great with new carpet in the bedroom and wood floors in the living and kitchen areas.  We dropped off a bed frame and the internet set up kit, and will be back on Tuesday for the official move in.  Finn seems excited.

Penelope has been enjoying having the entire garage to herself – parking sideways to flaunt it – silly girl.  That will be coming to a quick end as we put a deposit down on a VW Atlas Cross Sport on Saturday morning.  It’s black with burgundy and black seats.  I was quite surprised that McD agreed to two tone seats – but she seems genuinely fine with it.  The car should arrive in a few days – maybe we’ll have it by next weekend to finish moving Finn.  Here’s an old but funny commercial for the Atlas:

I tried to take Diana to a new place for lunch after car shopping.  Stix Icehouse looked really fun when I drove by it, but didn’t open until 3pm – weird since it was TX vs OU college football day.  They play every year in the Cotton Bowl, and it’s a huge deal around here.  My boss invited me to go with him on Saturday morning, but we had already planned car shopping. The game ended up being an absolute doozie with a huge number of points scored and a very exciting finish.  Oh well.  Getting down there with the State Fair in progress would have been a nightmare – and getting out perhaps even worse.  Better to watch on TV.

We went for a long run on Saturday morning, and in a weak moment I agreed to go for a walk with “sprints” on Sunday morning.  Diana kept changing the rules about how long the sprints would be, how frequent they would be, and how many we were doing.  On arriving home, she told me that’s what Amy would do to her when she was her trainer.  Amy and Ray just rented a house in Santa Fe – so we have a place to stay if we want to go skiing there in the New Year.  If my legs recover from sprints this morning.

I just watched the New Orleans Saints (with a depleted roster) defeat Washington.  Very nice as they are in the same division as the Cowboys.  The Cowboys are now playing the New York Giants and are off to a dubious start – but it’s still the first quarter.  They can taking a commanding lead in their division with a win today.

I finished up “Away with the Penguins” by Hazel Prior this week.  I was disheartened to find that the book has been renamed to “How the Penguins saved Veronica” for the American market.  I don’t like that title anywhere near as much.  Either way, I highly recommend this book.  Veronica is one of my favourite characters in a while – particularly in her initial interactions with Eileen (her housekeeper) in her home in Ayrshire (the county in Scotland where I grew up).  The latter third of the book dragged a bit and started to get a bit trite, but don’t let that put you off what is overall a very enjoyable read.

I loved the opening quote:

“I find penguins at present the only comfort in life…one can’t be angry when one looks at a penguin.”  John Ruskin

A perfect description of a mean Scottish wind:

“The wind cuts through me.  It is that damp, feral variety of wind one finds only in Scotland.  I huddle in my coat and pick my way northward along the coast path.  I have always believed in the efficacy of a daily walk and I refuse to be put off by inclement weather.  To my left the sea churns in slate-grey patterns and spits a wild, white froth out into the air.”

Some local Scottish information that made me smile.  Mum and Dad used to book holidays through a travel office in Kilmarnock:

“My tickets were ordered by phone from the travel office in Kilmarnock.  They confirmed them by email via Eileen and sent the tickets also by email via Eileen, who has printed them out and given them to me.  Why they have to make everything so complicated I will never understand.”

One of the key plot elements is Veronica discovering her grandson, Patrick:

“As we are in good time Eileen insists that we stop to have a coffee together in one of the noisy café areas.  I have just selected the only table that is free from other people’s detritus when, to my shock, I discover a tall, scruffy young man is standing right in front of me.

‘Hello, Granny!'”

A typical email from Eileen to Veronica and her mental response:

“I saw some Penguin biscuits in Kilmarnock Stores yesterday and thought of you.  I didn’t buy any, though.  I haven’t got through the lovely marshmallow chocolate biscuits you left yet.  I’m trying not to eat too many at once.  Doug (my husband) says it won’t do my figure any favours.  I know he’s right, but I do like sweet things so much.”

“I cannot think why she bothers to send these emails when she has nothing of any interest to say.”

On introducing Pip, the baby penguin that Veronica insisted on rescuing, back into the group:

“Sometimes we leave him in the ‘creche’, which is the name they give to a bunch of kiddo penguins left together while their penguin parents go out fishing.  Pip’s getting braver and braver.  He trundles around with the other chicks, plays chase and hop-the-puddle and so on.”

Every time I paste the picture above in to the blog I dream of building a bookcase unit like that to store albums.

I love the slide guitar on this song that we heard on the soundtrack to the new Clint Eastwood film, “Cry Macho”.  We fell asleep and still need to finish the movie.

Here’s a new video from my latest find, Houndmouth.  Such a good sound and the musicians are in such a good groove together:

Here are a couple of really good songs from “The Starling” soundtrack.  Great movie and a very pleasant soundtrack:

And finally, a classic from Allison Moorer with an excellent guitar solo from Joe McMahan at 3:00 mins in:

Stay safe, kind and patient!

 

Week in Review – October 3rd, 2021

“Cowboys Win – twice in one week”

After many meetings in Mexico on Monday, we retired to an excellent Argentinian steakhouse for dinner, and to watch the Cowboys destroying the Eagles.  Damon was the only Eagles fan in the group and it was hard not to feel badly for him.  This picture shows the fancy disinfecting unit in front of the restaurant – only Eagles fans had to walk through it 🙂

I thoroughly enjoyed the overall meal and experience.  The shrimp empanada appetizer (served in a burlap sack) was a great start.  My dry aged chorizo steak was a wonderful way to continue.  I’ve never had such a large table side menu before.  That’s Norma (my LATAM CIO) and Francisco (LATAM COO) in the picture.

They had the most creative dessert menu presentation that I’ve seen:

The flight back on Tuesday evening was very smooth.  Except for Blair.  He was catching a flight from Dallas to Austin, circled for an hour in thunder storms, and ultimately returned to Dallas.

I forgot to mention that I woke up on Tuesday to the news that Alicia had totaled her Jetta – not her fault.  A girl ran a red light and ploughed into the front left side of the engine.  Damon spent the night with us after the flight from Queretaro and agreed with D’s suggestion that we ship our Passat out to Alicia and look for a new car.

I took Finn for sushi after I picked him up from work on Thursday.  He loved the place I chose.  The salsa dancer (pictured here) was a great dish, and we picked out a couple of others that were equally delicious.  McD was surprised that I wouldn’t go for sushi with her but took Finn.  Can’t win!

The Passat was due for a service on Friday.  I took D over to drop it off and then we enjoyed a Taco Deli lunch.  Always so good.  I arranged for us to test drive the VW Atlas Cross Sport when we picked up the car on Saturday.  The first test with a V6 engine didn’t work out – under powered for the car.  The second drive with the turbo engine was better, but we’re not convinced yet.  The price point is quite attractive, so we’ll see what we end up doing for a second car.  Penelope is quite concerned.

Ollie made a trip down to San Jose on Saturday and accompanied Will on the patio of Rosie’s Irish Pub while he enjoyed a shepherd’s pie.  I’ve had that there before and it’s delicious.

 

 

 

I was texting my friend Tom in New York on Sunday to see what was new.  Was not expecting him to reply that he had triplet grand-children.  The guy in the middle, Michael, was only 1 lb. at birth and spent 4 months in the NICU- I’m sure he’ll catch up quickly.

Cowboys watching on Sunday was very pleasant.  A great win over the 3-0 undefeated Carolina Panthers to advance to 3-1 and top the NFC East division.  Finn watched with me and enjoyed D’s pigs in the blanket football snack.  There was a gecko on the patio trying to get into the action.

It’s always fun to text with Campbell and Tim during the games.  Especially when the Cowboys are doing well.

I really enjoyed S. A. Cosby’s “Razorblade Tears.”  Even better than his last, “Blacktop Wasteland”, with more complex and relatable characters and more vivid action.  Not for the feint of heart, but really well done.  Here’s the Amazon review:

“We couldn’t have loved Cosby’s last book, Blacktop Wasteland, more, so it’s gratifying to report that Razorblade Tears is just as good, if not better. Cosby has an uncanny knack for weaving righteous anger, heartfelt reflection, and even the inarticulate space between those two, into compulsively readable prose. Ike Randolph, a Black man fifteen years out of jail, meets his son’s father-in-law under the worst circumstances. Buddy Lee is also an ex-con, and his anguish at hearing that his son and his son-in-law—Ike’s son—have been gunned down in cold blood, is outpaced only by his guilt at how unaccepting he was of his son’s sexuality. But if these men missed the mark with their boys during their lifetimes, they will not let them down in death. The two horsemen of the apocalypse—driven by vengeance, race, and grief—make for a killer thriller. —Vannessa Cronin, Amazon Book Review”

I’m about 2/3rds of the way through “Away with the Penguins” by Hazel Prior.  This was a book that Heather gave Dad for his birthday, and I thought it looked really interesting.  It was described as being similar to “Eleanor Oliphant is Just Fine”, a book that Diana and I loved last year.

I’m really enjoying the book and the comparison is very accurate, with Veronica and Eleanor sharing many characteristics.  I like the first person narrative from Veronica’s point of view very much.

More to come next week when I finish up.

A new song from Nathaniel Rateliff is always a highlight.  Not my favourite but still a good song:

Here’s a great new song from Hayes Carll.  Not with his wife, but equally great:

And finally, I was looking for an album to play this week and came across an unopened copy of this gem.  I remember not loving the record when first released (hence the unopened album), but now I can’t imagine what I was thinking.  So many great songs.

Stay safe, kind, and patient!

Fortnight in Review – September 26, 2021

“Happy Birthday Marco!”

Denny and Anne celebrated their 27th wedding anniversary last Thursday, and Anne chose this picture to commemorate the occasion.  It was taken on a trip we took with them to Nashville in December 2017.  Classic Denny and Anne.

 

Finn has been treating us to several new and experimental dishes that he’s been adding to his repertoire.  First a novel breakfast toast where he cuts out the inside of the bread, replaces it with an egg, spinach, mushroom mixture, and then reattaches the bread with some melted cheese.  Hard to describe but delicious.  On Wednesday, he surprised us with a wonderful chicken curry – just a delicious mixture of flavours in the sauce and perfectly cooked chicken.  We were both very impressed.

Last Friday we flew to San Francisco to celebrate Marco’s 50th birthday.  Alicia drove us from the San Francisco airport to the San Jose airport since there were not any rental cars available at SFO – such a pain, but many thanks to Alicia.  It was dinner time when we arrived back in Pacifica to collect Clorinda to drive to Sonoma.  Amy had pizza ready to enable to a quick turnaround.    We arrived at the lovely farmhouse in Sonoma around 10pm.  Marco and his friend Jeff were enjoying the hot tub when we pulled up.  He was quite surprised to see us and particularly his Mom.  Julie had rented the house and hadn’t told him who was coming to spend the weekend.

We hung out for a while on the lovely porch and then called it a night.  Coffee the next morning was challenging – the high-tech, automated house and equipment were almost too much for us.  Diana finally rebooted the fancy coffee maker and we were in business.

The rest of the day was very relaxing, just hanging out by the pool, reading, chatting, and playing ping pong.  At one point, Clorinda headed for the ping pong table at high speed and really enjoyed a game.

The third picture above is Marco modeling our gift.  Will suggested hybrid shorts (both swim and regular wear) that change pattern when wet.  Here Marco has dipped the bottoms in the water to get a “marlin cuff” pattern.

Adamo and the boys showed up in the afternoon and enjoyed all the facilities.  The tree swing out back was a big hit.

Giancarlo arrived in time for dinner, only living 20 minutes or so away from the Sonoma farmhouse.

Dinner was again technically challenging – we couldn’t get the fancy pellet smoker to work well.  McD and I muscled through and were able to do a decent job of barbequing/broiling dinner for the crew.  Birthday cake was served after dinner – I climbed up on the step ladder to get the group shot.

This was one of the after dinner games we enjoyed.  I laughed because Finn is someone that absolutely knows the answer to that question.  Another game was a combination of Pictionary and the Telephone Game called Telestrations – highly recommended.   That was a big hit with the group.

Gianluca was the only one awake when we ventured into the main house on Sunday morning.  He walked down to the French patisserie with us, we enjoyed breakfast (Croque Madame for me), and brought back a selection of pastries and quiches for the gang.  I couldn’t resist taking a picture of this T-Rex enjoying a Trump snack in a yard we passed.

Then it was time to drive back down to Pacifica and relax for the evening before flying back to Dallas on Monday afternoon.

Diana treated me to dinner the next Saturday night since I was headed to Mexico for a few days on Sunday afternoon.  We decided to Uber to C.T. Provisions in downtown McKinney.  The driver told us the streets were closed off for Oktoberfest.  This was not something we hadn’t realized, although I was wearing an Oktoberfest t-shirt that Finn had brought me from Market Street, with the dates on front.  Street blockage didn’t cause us too much trouble and provided some fun entertainment.

I had mentioned to Mum and Dad that I was hoping they would have a stuffed quail on the new Autumn menu – and wouldn’t you know it, they had a delicious dish on there.  The overall new menu was filled with things that are right up our alleys.  Mussels, octopus, pork belly – all great.  Uber back home was a bit more work, but not to huge a hassle.

 

I caught my flight to Queretaro, Mexico on Sunday afternoon.  It’s only 2 hours from DFW and was a very smooth journey.  Turns out only a 30 minute drive from San Miguel de Allende, our destination for Denny’s 50th birthday.  I’m going to take Diana on my next trip and we’ll spend the weekend there before I start the week in Queretaro.  Our driver gave us a brief tour of downtown before delivering us to our hotel.

There are some very interesting stories about the origin of the aqueduct on the left.  Aqueduct Construction of the Queretaro aqueduct began in 1726 by Juan Antonio de Urrutia y Arana and was completed on October 19, 1738. The 1,280-meter (4,200-foot) aqueduct transported water gathered from various springs to fountains within the city’s convents and plazas.  Several different tales are told about why Juan Antonio was compelled to build this – and they all include a lady that he was interested in and wanted to provide safe water to, the difference being which lady.

We hung out at the hotel for dinner and Sunday night football watching.  These are my traveling companions Blair and Damon exchanging views on the game.

 

I read “Lake Success” by Gary Shteyngart in a couple of days early this week.  It’s a quick and easy read with a constant oscillation from quirky humour to truly sad situations.  The challenge is that the main characters really do come across too much like caricatures, and the main plot of Barry Cohen, uber rich hedge fund dude, abandoning everything to cross the country on a Greyhound bus, just a bit too far fetched.  The book made all the big top 10 lists when published in 2018, and I think part of that was driven by the back drop of the Trump election and how that features prominently in this tale.  I did learn a lot about very expensive watches – Barry’s passion.  Here’s the Amazon review:

“An Amazon Best Book of September 2018:: By most measures, Barry Cohen has achieved the American Dream. He manages a hedge fund with $2.4 billion in assets. He lives in Tribeca and has a beautiful wife. He even has a case full of extremely expensive watches. He appears, at least on the surface, to be a highly unlikely candidate for a cross-country journey to find himself. But when we first meet Barry, he is stressed out and unhappy, and he is bleeding because his wife recently attacked him. Soon we learn that there is more imperfection in his life: his son is autistic and an SEC investigation is hanging over his head. So when Barry gets on a Greyhound and tries to leave it all behind (naively seeking out a long lost college girlfriend), we understand the allure he finds in busing himself into the unknown. There is humor in this novel, much of it recognizably Shteyngartian; there is also a dark line running across this story like a line drawn across a map. Shteyngart traces that line, setting his story in the summer of 2016. As Barry meets “real” Americans—i.e. the other 99.9%– they help to fill in the parts of Barry that are missing. Some readers will feel for Barry’s plight, some won’t. It was Shteyngart’s incisive observations about how we view ourselves and our country that drew me in. There are many different American Dreams out there. But are dreams real?”

My second book was “What’s Mine and Ours” by Naima Coster.  It’s been a week or so since I read this book, and I couldn’t remember the plot or characters without some internet research – probably tells you this was not very exciting or memorable to me.  I did enjoy the read but it certainly didn’t have too much to embed itself in my memory.  Here’s the summary review:

“From the author of Halsey Street, a sweeping novel of legacy, identity, the American family, and the ways that race affects even our most intimate relationships. 

A community in the Piedmont of North Carolina rises in outrage as a county initiative draws students from the largely Black east side of town into predominantly White high schools on the west. For two students, Gee and Noelle, the integration sets off a chain of events that will tie their two families together in unexpected ways over the span of the next 20 years. On one side of the integration debate is Jade, Gee’s steely, ambitious mother. In the aftermath of a harrowing loss, she is determined to give her son the tools he’ll need to survive in America as a sensitive, anxious, young Black man. On the other side is Noelle’s headstrong mother, Lacey May, a White woman who refuses to see her half-Latina daughters as anything but White. She strives to protect them as she couldn’t protect herself from the influence of their charming but unreliable father, Robbie. 

When Gee and Noelle join the school play meant to bridge the divide between new and old students, their paths collide, and their two seemingly disconnected families begin to form deeply knotted, messy ties that will shape the trajectory of their adult lives. And their mothers – each determined to see her child inherit a better life – will make choices that will haunt them for decades to come. 

As love is built and lost, and the past never too far behind, What’s Mine and Yours is an expansive, vibrant tapestry that moves between the years, from the foothills of North Carolina, to Atlanta, Los Angeles, and Paris. It explores the unique organism that is every family: what breaks them apart and how they come back together.”

I popped the CD of Jason Yates eponymous 2009 release into Penelope this week and remembered how much I had enjoyed this when it first came out.  Such understated but very catchy songs.  This one has been stuck in my ear for days:

I heard about Sandy Nelson on a drumming documentary that I enjoyed last week.  What a great sound:

Stay safe, patient and kind!

Week in Review – September 12, 2021

“Let’s Roll”

I took Finn to look at apartments on Wednesday.  He ended up liking the first place that we looked at, Hudson Ranch, the best.  It’s a smaller community, easy walking distance to his work, and about 2.5 miles from our home.  He was excited that his one bedroom comes with a washer and dryer.  Move in date is sometime around October 9th.  Here are some pictures of the model – looks pretty comfy.

Football was back on Thursday night, with the Cowboys kicking off the season against the defending Super Bowl champion Tampa Bay Buccaneers.  The Cowboys played amazingly well, ultimately loosing 31-29 to a last second field goal.  Had they made easy field goals that were missed earlier in the game, they would have pulled off a very impressive win.  It was fun to get back to texting with Tim and Campbell during the game.

I managed to convince Finn to get his second COVID shot on Friday afternoon.  There were no immediate reactions this time, although we had fun telling McD that he had fainted and taken down the CVS candy aisle.  He went to work on Saturday morning and made it until 1pm before the body aches were too much.  He’s back at work today (nice 6am Sunday start) and seemed to be feeling fine when I dropped him off.

Bob Schneider played an excellent show at the Kessler on Friday night.  He performed both an early and a late show, and so we were home at a reasonable hour after a concert in Oak Cliff for a change.  This was a good thing as my Saturday started at 7am with a Finn drop-off.

Schneider opened up the show with one of my favourites – “2002” from the “Lonelyland” album.  I think that’s his best album – it’s one of his early ones from 2001.

He really is a unique singer songwriter, having the ability to switch from deep and moving to ribald humour, sometimes in the same verse of a song.  His intra-song patter is just as entertaining as the music.  Janelle and Steve joined us and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the show.

We’ve been enjoying watching the US Open tennis, and particularly the new youngsters that have been doing so well.  There is clearly a new generation taking control of women’s tennis, with the amazing feat by Emma Raducanu of winning the final without dropping a set the entire tournament.  She was ranked 150th going in.

The 20th anniversary of 9/11 made Saturday quite somber.  My colleague was visiting his daughter in Baltimore and having a coffee by the harbor when this happened right at 8:46am – the time the first plane hit the World Trade Center.

I was talking to Finn about the events of 9/11.  He didn’t know about Todd Beamer from Los Gatos – the guy who said “Let’s Roll” on flight 93, before leading a small group that over-powered the terrorists, and preventing the flight making it to Washington, DC.  What a true hero.

I tried a new breakfast bake recipe on Sunday.  This one is very healthy and vegetarian with quinoa, mushrooms, onion, spinach, cottage cheese, sun-dried tomatoes and egg whites.  It turned out well but I think I would prefer some more egg and less quinoa.  There’s plenty left for Finn to have for his very early morning breakfasts this week.  We both ran 30 minutes early this morning and so were ready for breakfast when this came out of the oven.

I’ve read a couple of book since my last posting.  “A Spool of Blue Thread” by Anne Tyler is described this way in a review:

“The Whitshanks are one of those families that radiate an indefinable kind of specialness, but like all families, their stories reveal only part of the picture: Abby and Red and their four grown children have accumulated not only tender moments, laughter, and celebrations, but also jealousies, disappointments, and carefully guarded secrets.

From Red’s parents, newly arrived in Baltimore in the 1920s, to the grandchildren carrying the Whitshank legacy boisterously into the twenty-first century, here are four generations of lives unfolding in and around the sprawling, lovingly worn house that has always been their anchor.”

Tyler has rapidly become one of my very favourite authors after learning of her earlier this year, and this is a classic example of her work – wonderful characters and a beautiful talent for writing about the mundane and ordinary details of family life.  This one set against a backdrop of the home construction/remodeling business and the Depression.

My other read was “The Eternal Audience of One” by Remy Ngamije, a writer from Namibia.  The story follows Seraphin as he escapes Rwanda, then Namibia, and tries to make a life in Cape Town.  Here’s a summary from a review:

“Seraphin Turihamwe is a young man whose life is characterised by movement. After leaving Rwanda under duress and never feeling at rest in Namibia, which he believes is slow and boring, he finds himself fighting to fit in in Cape Town. So much about the city is designed to push people like him out. Through his interactions with a few reluctant mentors, loyal friends and the women he carries on relationships with, he explores and performs different parts of his identity while dealing with other issues of family, race, immigrant life and love.Seraphin and his pursuit and struggle for inner peace and identity effortlessly meld together geography, history and how one’s experience of a place can be perceived as a relatable journey. The themes of movement or displacement, life as an immigrant or refugee and the life of a black youth are neatly unpacked. His relationships with women become markers of the passing of time and lessons learnt and provide insight into who he is and who he wants to be. Whether he ever finds rest and truly comes to know himself is up to the reader to decide.”

I didn’t love this book but did enjoy learning something about life in Rwanda and Namibia.

I really enjoy the “Funky Friday” radio show on 91.7 KXT.  Here are a few great songs from last week:

The amazing Grupo Fantasma from Austin:

The amazing voice of Clinton Clegg fronting the nonet Commonheart:

The Kashmere Stage Band – check out the wonderful documentary about this fantastic high school band reuniting later in life.

The always great Etta James, with help from Steve Winwood:

And finally this classic from Jimmy Hughes:

These songs form the base of a playlist that I could listen to every day.

Stay safe and kind to everyone!