Colin Cowie says food looks best in white plates where they are the star, and while I "get" that, I also love how orange looks against the blue. These look a little anemic because I used a flash, but you get the picture.
Sweet Potato slices, drizzled with olive oil and a little salt, baked in the oven--a little vitamin A for you today.
A handsome and sexy man dressed in the most sophisticated manner walked into a bar. He noticed a woman staring at him. Flattered, he approached the woman and said in his sexiest deep voice - "Be my valentine! I'll do anything you wish, beautiful lady, but on one condition." The woman was trapped in a moment and asked as if in a trance - "What's your condition?" The young man replied, "Tell me your wish in just three words." After a long pause, she looked deeply into his eyes and whispered, "Clean my house."
(these were fun to make~ would have been tons more fun if you had been here too)
"Pink Cars are good, especially old ones. And Stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth... Wish on Everything”...Francesca Lia Block
In keeping with the I'm Older Than Dirt Theme - do you remember the name of the restaurant we would go to in Manhattan and the owner would greet us and look around to all the other customers and say "The Sisters - the Sisters!"Good Lord. And, not only take us over to Audrey Meadows and introduce us but insist that we take the table next to her?I miss that. What I really miss is the fact that we used to go to NYC about every other year and see all the great plays. And, stay in the theater district. And, did we always have great seats or what? We could have reached out and touched Jill Clayburgh. Or Mandy Patinkin and Bernadette Peters. Tommy Tune. Remember Ann Reinking? And, taking the D train to watch the Mets ? MoooKee . . . MoooKee! Having a slice for lunch? One summer day everyone - everyone - was in the streets to see Michael Jackson. You ran, I walked/ran a 10K thru Central Park. The shoe shop at Trump Tower not only had beautiful shoes but the beautiful Mom and beautiful daughter that were trying on a few pair, that we bumped into again later at one of the plays, was Ivana and little Ivanka. That was when the 'Queen of Mean' owned Helmsley Palace. That was when we would go to the skating rink at Rockefeller Center - not 30 Rock. That was when what's his name sold Studio 54 and had opened the Palladium . . . which was later demolished. Moma Leone's. When we went to Windows on the World Restaurant in the World Trade Center North we could see forever. We would walk Wall Street all the way down to South Street Seaport. Or, be in heaven on Mulberry Street in Little Italy where LaBella Ferrara had the BEST cannoli's EVER? I'm thinking a road trip . . . . . Strawberry Fields Forever . . . .
Hello World, we are jcp and FCP. Sisters. We live in the same state but not quite close enough for lunch. Recalling an era when the arrival of newspapers and magazines via snail mail was met with much anticipation, we remember our grandparents excitedly reading, re-reading, and cherishing every page and each printed word. It was a time when the Navy's news of our daddy's emergency surgery arrived in the form of a letter, and three excruciating weeks would pass before his parents received the word that his condition had improved. Fast forward to the advent of email when our parents easily kept in touch with their grandson serving in the Air Force, as well as another studying abroad. The Internet was envisioned more than 50 years ago but the WWW wasn't created until 1989, so our grandparents missed the opportunity to wirelessly connect with the rest of the family. Or the world. But they would have loved it. So, our blog is an attempt to stay in touch and have a little fun along the way. Just a photo to share how our day is going. And we may mix it up now and then with a little sisterly challenge. Or a theme. A little something familiar that evokes a smile, or a remember when. ...A chance to play. Welcome to our sandbox.