Friday Five: If I Were Food....

LOL! I'm afraid what first went through my head was the tune of "If I were a Rich Man" from Fiddler: "If I were a foodstuff..." and on that silly note, here is this week’s Friday Five.

1. If you were a food, what would you be? -- probably a lobster. Boiled and doused in drawn butter. *drools delicately*

2. What is one of the most memorable meals you ever had? And where? You didn't say it had to be GOOD memorable.... LOL! Thanksgiving Dinner, 1971.... the first I ever cooked completely on my own. My mother, then long-separated from Daddy, was coming with HER mother, Gramma; her younger sister, Aunt Marilyn; and Marilyn's eldest, Cousin Fred. No pressure.... Everything that could go wrong did, and Mom ended up taking over my kitchen (which annoyed me at the time and amuses me now, because Oh My, I've turned INTO her at this point...) and somehow dinner happened, but it was hardly the best I've ever had. *grins* The memorable good stuff about it was that was the one time I had the majority of my distaff family in one place at one time, and I miss that.

3. What is your favorite comfort food from childhood? Krafft macaroni and cheese in the comforting blue box... and fried clams with bellies. I grew up Nawth of Bahstahn, after all.... LOL!

4. When going to a church potluck, what one recipe from your kitchen is sure to be a hit? Stuffed shells with home-made red sauce. Lots of cheese, lots of beef, big huge pasta shapes. :)

5. What’s the strangest thing you ever willingly ate? Eel. The rest of my tastes (well, possibly excepting the clams with bellies fetish!) are rather pedestrian.... :)

Bonus question: What’s your favorite drink to order when looking forward to a great meal? German beer. Dopplebock. Drawn not bottled.

Been Gone Too Long...

Hi folks,

Happy Autumn and a blessed October to you all! I love October... I wake up in October. *grins* I was born on October 1, married on the 21st, and our one surviving son was born on the 13th. It's a pretty special month!

This year will mark the 28th wedding anniversary... though there's really no marriage left to speak of. That is a thing of great sadness for me--but we have remained friends, and that is probably a far better outcome than I feared.

October is one of those months when we are betwixt and between. Down here in the Old Dominion, summer releases its hold only after much pushing; today it was 90 and humid, July weather in the opening days of the reign of the Winter King. The leaves have only just now started vaguely thinking about changing colour; we need rain, and the nights haven't yet begun to be cool for real. But they will soon. I can smell it in the air!

October generally means a time of reflection and serious thought. Some dear friends have chosen it as a time to pass on; some have chosen it as time to be married, or to give birth. For me this year October is a time of bursting energy and Muses re-awakened. More as the month wears on...

May you all have a great month! I've missed being here during the Dark Night of the Soul; I'm glad there are orange and yellow leaves in the sun at the end of the tunnel.