16 October 2017
New York, New York
Ordered to support the daughter of a friend;
awesome that they came in purple.
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Category Archives: Food
Purple, not flowers, pistachio cans
Cooking #1
Kitchens challenge me. Making toast can be a problem. Hint: make sure the toaster is plugged in.
But I am trying. Tonight’s effort – cheesy jalapeño chicken.
Not bad. It’s a start.
Filed under Food
Back for a weekend tour 5
After church on April 2, some friends and I went to Chinatown for lunch and dessert and most importantly for conversation!
Peng had to leave early to visit a member of the church in the hospital. And we forgot to take a photo before Jim and Holly left. But we did get one with Jamie, Don, and me.
See you along the Trail.
Filed under Food, Friends, New York, Uncategorized
Purple flowers, chez Noushin 2
After preaching at the First Presbyterian Church of Rumson, New Jersey, Noushin Framke hosted a wonderful lunch that included purple flowers. To view. Not to eat.
12 February 2017
Purple flowers, chez Noushin 1
After preaching at the First Presbyterian Church of Rumson, New Jersey, Noushin Framke hosted a wonderful lunch that included purple flowers. To view. Not to eat.
12 February 2017
A smile
They came in and sat at the table beside me in the restaurant. A big man, bigger than me and a child, probably 6 or 8 years old, his grandson. I had never seen them before. I doubt I will see them again.
Their conversation turned to cookies and specifically to cookies made during the holiday season.
The man explained how the child’s grandmother made cookies for Christmas using a cookie press. He described the process of creating the dough, adding food color, putting dough in the press, and squeezing it.
As I listened, the years fell away and the miles disappeared, and I stood once more in the kitchen of a house where I was raised. I could feel the warmth of the oven and smell the sugar and butter in the air.
I watched as my mother carefully pressed out cookie after cookie, changing the dough and changing the tip. The trays went into the oven. And the cookies came out and were placed on towels where some were decorated with sugar or rainbow sprinkles. The taste played anew on my tongue.
When I headed into the night, I said to the man, “My mother made those too. Thank you for the memory.”
And I smiled.
See you along the Trail.
The Until We Meet Again Tour – 25 August 2016, part 1
The anticipated venue proving unavailable, the Until We Meet Again Tour went to lunch at the North River Lobster Company. The experience included a 45-minute cruise on the Hudson. Others shared the river; tall buildings were on view.
