Nostalgia, Post #47
I cannot explain how run off my feet I've been (and will continue to be for a while), but Lord, Lord, it's been crazy.
So I've been thinking about nostalgia, in part prompted by mental exhaustion that means I'm rereading older works rather than trying new ones, and in part because this should be my cool-weather favorite time of year. (It's too hot.) Also I've been wanting a Bunter or Jeeves of my own, except that somehow women don't get to have Bunters or Jeeveses which seems profoundly unfair, but anyway. One nostalgic thing and one that is more mixed emotions than straight nostalgia:
1) Grey Fox has posted about an amazing auction of a British-made safari suit made for Rudolph Valentino. It's so cool. :)
2) A couple of days ago I was looking for a recipe for a dried-fruit quickbread, and I found "Evelyn's Cranberry-Orange Bread" in the 1956 Betty Crocker's Picture Cook Book I inherited from my mother. The recipe was fine -- I adapted it for the ingredients I had on hand -- but I was struck by the small paragraph which introduced the recipe: Mrs Richard Kranz, busy modern mother of three little boys, still has time for gracious hospitality. This fruity, attractive bread is a favorite of hers to serve when neighbors drop in for morning or afternoon coffee.
I don't know anyone who would drop in for coffee (or tea) without an express invitation, nor would I ever just show up at a friend's house like that. What about you? Do you ever "drop in" at a friend's?
Cheers to all, and may the traditions we keep be positive and inclusive and possibly hand-made. :)
So I've been thinking about nostalgia, in part prompted by mental exhaustion that means I'm rereading older works rather than trying new ones, and in part because this should be my cool-weather favorite time of year. (It's too hot.) Also I've been wanting a Bunter or Jeeves of my own, except that somehow women don't get to have Bunters or Jeeveses which seems profoundly unfair, but anyway. One nostalgic thing and one that is more mixed emotions than straight nostalgia:
1) Grey Fox has posted about an amazing auction of a British-made safari suit made for Rudolph Valentino. It's so cool. :)
2) A couple of days ago I was looking for a recipe for a dried-fruit quickbread, and I found "Evelyn's Cranberry-Orange Bread" in the 1956 Betty Crocker's Picture Cook Book I inherited from my mother. The recipe was fine -- I adapted it for the ingredients I had on hand -- but I was struck by the small paragraph which introduced the recipe: Mrs Richard Kranz, busy modern mother of three little boys, still has time for gracious hospitality. This fruity, attractive bread is a favorite of hers to serve when neighbors drop in for morning or afternoon coffee.
I don't know anyone who would drop in for coffee (or tea) without an express invitation, nor would I ever just show up at a friend's house like that. What about you? Do you ever "drop in" at a friend's?
Cheers to all, and may the traditions we keep be positive and inclusive and possibly hand-made. :)