Soup for the Storm
Our Heroines make a grocery list. Ellen wants to make soup.
Delia: You make PC soup.
EK: What?
DS: Your soup is PC.
EK: What exactly are you talking about? (Thinking: What's so PC about vegetarian minestrone?)
DS: I make smooth soup. Your is full of pieces. It's all piece-y.
EK: Oh. Yeah, you're right.
* * *
We are, by the way, on high ground. In Manhattan. Not too worried, here, though I'll fill some extra water pitchers - heaven knows we've got enough candles to light the entire building! And we're trusting the whole shebang to be over by Thursday, when we leave for WFC in Toronto; NYC is pretty good at cleaning up after itself - just hope we're right!
It's a bit disconcerting to hear that they're shutting down buses & subways tonight at 7:00, though - a result, I suspect, of the whuppin' Bloomberg took from the snowstorm 2 yrs ago. They shut down public transit for the first time maybe ever for Irene, and it was all a big hoop-la over nothing. And that means tomorrow will be a giant holiday, as no one will be able to get to work, from office people to the guys who make the sushi at our cheap lunch places. Soup.
I'm more concerned about 2 British guests we've seen this weekend, Lizza Aiken & Marina Warner (I know - what are the odds that they'd both be in town at the same time? And that we'd get to have dinner with Lizza - after her lovely panel at Bank St Books - and go to the Neue Gallery with - gulp - Marina [I still don't believe we get to be on a first-name basis!]? [We saw the Hodler exhibit - really worth seeing! The way they've laid it out, to explicate his life and vision while the pictures grow in power . . . remarkable! And such a beautiful mansion to see it all in. It's pricey, but worth it.] I think each was scheduled to leave on Tuesday.
Making an extra-large pot of soup.
Delia: You make PC soup.
EK: What?
DS: Your soup is PC.
EK: What exactly are you talking about? (Thinking: What's so PC about vegetarian minestrone?)
DS: I make smooth soup. Your is full of pieces. It's all piece-y.
EK: Oh. Yeah, you're right.
* * *
We are, by the way, on high ground. In Manhattan. Not too worried, here, though I'll fill some extra water pitchers - heaven knows we've got enough candles to light the entire building! And we're trusting the whole shebang to be over by Thursday, when we leave for WFC in Toronto; NYC is pretty good at cleaning up after itself - just hope we're right!
It's a bit disconcerting to hear that they're shutting down buses & subways tonight at 7:00, though - a result, I suspect, of the whuppin' Bloomberg took from the snowstorm 2 yrs ago. They shut down public transit for the first time maybe ever for Irene, and it was all a big hoop-la over nothing. And that means tomorrow will be a giant holiday, as no one will be able to get to work, from office people to the guys who make the sushi at our cheap lunch places. Soup.
I'm more concerned about 2 British guests we've seen this weekend, Lizza Aiken & Marina Warner (I know - what are the odds that they'd both be in town at the same time? And that we'd get to have dinner with Lizza - after her lovely panel at Bank St Books - and go to the Neue Gallery with - gulp - Marina [I still don't believe we get to be on a first-name basis!]? [We saw the Hodler exhibit - really worth seeing! The way they've laid it out, to explicate his life and vision while the pictures grow in power . . . remarkable! And such a beautiful mansion to see it all in. It's pricey, but worth it.] I think each was scheduled to leave on Tuesday.
Making an extra-large pot of soup.