"Parker's Suduko Quilt" Cathy Parker/quilted by Marianne Crouch.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Trip to San Jacinto/Hemet 02-13-09
"Parker's Suduko Quilt" Cathy Parker/quilted by Marianne Crouch.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Our favorite sushi chef 02-12-09
This is the chef who is usually working on Wednesdays and he rolls a great sushi roll. The hand on the right belongs to a guy sitting at the sushi bar who almost jumped out of his skin when my flash went off. I guess I might have warned him, but how could he not see a fat old lady in a hat with a camera to her eye? Standing right next to him?
The chef is checking that guy's order. You can see the Fish in a Bottle logo in neon behind the chef - in both pictures.
I confess I sometimes eat at other restaurants. This evening I went with my friends Mary and Joe from San Juan Bautista to Marie Calendar's. I don't know how far flung their locations can be found, but they started fifty years, or so, ago in Long Beach as just a pie shop with a Dutch door on the sidewalk where you rapped to alert a sales girl to open the top of the door and sell you a pie. They still have the best commercial pies I have ever tasted, but, you know, pie is a very individual taste. However, to my taste the crust is just right - always - and the fillings fresh and intensely flavored. Of course, I haven't eaten a slice of pie anywhere for about a year. Perhaps I am fantasizing! At any rate, no pie for us tonight, just comfort food - meatloaf, shepherds pie and shrimp and chips. Ah-h-h-h!
Tomorrow (Friday) Liz and I are driving out to Hemet for the Valley Quilter's QShow. It isn't a large guild, but they are quite prolific and make some charming quilts. We especially like to see all the fresh grass and blossoming orchards along the way, plus the gamboling lambs and colts in the green, green pastures. Images from our pasts revisited.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Lovely day + another trip to Visions 02-10-09
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Noriko Endo quilt from TCQC 02-08-09
Lovely rain! 02-07-09
This puddle reflects the clouds and also the trees in the little park behind our house. It is a puny puddle! When I was growing up just outside Portland, Oregon, all the streets in our area were unpaved. Huge puddles developed until someone 'raised the roof' and the county would come fill in the larger ones (with dirt). The lady on the next corner who kept big white geese objected to them filling in the 'pond' at her intersection because her geese enjoyed it so much. She had a mouth on her and the county passed her by. One of the neighborhood boys pushed me into that one once - I was more afraid of the geese than getting wet. They could really bite.
Ominous clouds over Garden Grove on the drive to Long Beach today.