Food and travel can be one of the best combinations.
Air Canada calling it pizza is a stretch. Coincidentally at the same time Lufthansa's caterer has announced that they will begin home delivery of airline dinners. Interesting.
On to the best meals of the trip. Seared sea scallops ($21) at New York's Mersaille, 630 W 9th.
Lobster rolls in Portland, Maine:
Food as art - while Lynn learned to make sushi on the ship, I painted pictures of fruit:
I'll save the food of Quebec for another post as it's in a yummy class of its own. The irony of this post is its vicarious pleasure, as in the same week I'm recovering from the post flight cold, root canal and crown prep plus the decision to start treatment for H Pylori.
Catching up with a chance to practice my high school and college French. So many updates, so I'll work backwards. For today, it's the colors of fall having just returned from la belle provence du Canada - Quebec, having landed there after a Canada/New England cruise.
A word about my language skills. My parents were born into families where English was a second language, one Polish and the other Puerto Rican, hence my claim to Polo-Rican heritage. I chose an academic curriculum in my NY high school where French was the only language option, my version of high school age rebellious decision making.
Advance three years, I was a college freshman at age 17 with little guidance, academic or otherwise. So in my first year I took French, Spanish and the following summer, immersive German. I can't tell you what a dog's breakfast my languages are. One recent New Year's my resolution was to erase French from my brain and concentrate on Spanish, a difficult proposition when living in a country where French shows up on cereal boxes and all other product labelling.
I am happy to report, however, my visit to Quebec proved to me that it is possible, with a high degree of concentration, to focus on one language. It encourages me for our upcoming trek on the Camino de Santiago in Spain. That being said, there is a large portion that goes through areas of Basque and Catalonian speech. If all else fails, I can point in any number of languages.
Back to the vacation, the colours of fall were apparent in the Quebec City vicinity, along the 46th parallel. South of that it was over 80 degrees Fahrenheit at the end of September, not yet cold enough for the dramatic colour change of autumn.
Fall decorating in old Quebec City:
On the Ile D'Orleans:
Fall knitting to go along with the foliage, finally, a half done Taize:
We've all had those moments of serendipitous human connectedness. When I moved to a tiny West Coast Canadian town of 1500, my immediate next door neighbour, as well as the woman five houses up and I all graduated, within two years of each other, from Western Michigan University 2367 miles away. The two of them were music majors.
This time it's happened right here in knitting blogland or to be more specific in Lifesastitchland. My previous post featured my daughter's engagement at the Edmonton Folk Festival. Susanne, a knitter who has followed my blog since at least 2006, whom I've never met, commented: Hey, I saw that!!! It was so fun and wonderful to witness a happy moment! The Edm. Folk Fest is THE BEST and now I bet they think so tooooo!!!
Although I couldn't be there it was nice to know someone I know was witness to my daughter's and her life partner-to be's momentous occasion.
Come on, I would love to hear your small world stories.
In keeping with the theme of small, I'll end this with a picture of a small person, also in Edmonton, with a BIG personality. I have bragging rights. I'm the grandmother.
Hopefully not on a permanent basis, but for now. File this in the family annals of the calamitous crew. Long story short I spent my holiday weekend in the hospital with an episode of twisted innards, just like a horse gets. Bizarre. Back at work, I'm now on a limited diet (goodbye Subway lobster sandwiches and Diet Coke) while awaiting the opportunity to drink yet another liter of disgustingness for a second, more specialized CT. Better than some of the other testing options, I've been assured. The good news: I've lost over 5 lbs without trying, however not on a diet I'd recommend, and there was time for knitting and to indulge in a long good book - the Goldfinch, by Donna Tartt.
Living near salt water gives endless possibilities for water watercolours. The same scene always looks different. This one isn't the same scene as in the recent water painting, but it's nearby and at night:
And like in photographing some knitting projects, it's difficult to get the colours correct.
Witnesses to my cooking know I press an inordinate amount of garlic.
I'm happy to announce Ikea has built a better mousetrap garlic press. For years and years and years I have sworn by Zyliss or Pampered Chef garlic presses. They were identical except for the fact that the Pampered Chef press held two cloves. No matter how careful you are with either of these two, the silver finish eventually wears off, exposing the aluminum core, leaving you with black stained garlic.
Introducing Ikea's new press: Vardefull.
It's an uncoated aluminum free, large capacity garlic press that works effectively, and the piece de resistance - a little door that opens flat making cleaning a breeze. No longer do you have to keep track of that little plastic cleaning tool included with the presses mentioned above. Could it get any better? Yes, the price. It's $5 cdn.
Not really graduation, but all this talk in our house about retirement planning as C has determined his date, brings back the same feelings I experienced so many years ago graduating from college. Lots of unknown, friends moving away, being both anxious and excited. I know one thing for sure, I won't be bored. With knitting and these past two weekend projects, the spinner ring and my most recent watercolor painting, have provided the kind of uplift that will keep me happy in retirement someday. Thanks for all the nice comments on the ring.
And of course graduation will hopefully mean the ability to travel to spend time with another little creation of sorts, the sweet grandboy:
Thursday, as part of the Burnig Man movie, we were featured on the Bill Good Show on Vancouver news/talk radio CKNW. Funny thing, we heard that right after our interview, the legendary Bill Good announced his plans for his own retirement. Happy Graduation, Bill Good.
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