Sumptious dinner & author entertainment
Theo is continuing his 30 days of making food from scratch from the Pike Place Market. I had something to do in bothell and he invited me to dinner. He made these fabulous noodles with veggies in them and they displayed different shapes and colors. He sauteed some garlic, shallots, bacon, etc. and used that as the "sauce". The entree was some kind of multiple olive concoction that we spread on very mild radishes. Also an entree were the biggest seedless grapes I've ever seen, bigger than the globe grapes I love. It is so nice to be with my son and his roommate Sheana.
After the dinner (a mom's heart thuming with pride), I went to Bothell to see the author John Irving and to hear him talk about his latest book. I took a couple of pages of notes on writing in the empty pages in the beginning of the book. (I'd love to be a writer and will spend a great deal of my time during retirement on this.) The book is set in a logging camp by the river. My father was in the Civilian Conservation Corps around 1929 or so. Mr. Irving grew up around loggers as a child and still knows many of them. He learned to cook in his teens, as did the cooks' boy in the book. The surname he gave them, Baciagalupo, rings a bell in my distant past, but not near enough to get the message. At least I was pronouncing it right. His methodology of writing was interesting to me. He gets the last sentence of the book and writes back to the beginning. He has the whole book in his mind before he starts writing. He thought of this book 20 years ago but couldn't get it quite right. Even then it took him 3 years to write the book. Guess no matter how many years it takes for me to write something I shouldn't feel like I'm getting nowhere.
Congratulations on Howard Jitomir for having his book published. I'd like to know more about it. Where he gets the time while feeding all the farm animals and being a college English professor and loving my niece and their whole family, is something only he knows. All the Jitomirs are go-getters.
After the dinner (a mom's heart thuming with pride), I went to Bothell to see the author John Irving and to hear him talk about his latest book. I took a couple of pages of notes on writing in the empty pages in the beginning of the book. (I'd love to be a writer and will spend a great deal of my time during retirement on this.) The book is set in a logging camp by the river. My father was in the Civilian Conservation Corps around 1929 or so. Mr. Irving grew up around loggers as a child and still knows many of them. He learned to cook in his teens, as did the cooks' boy in the book. The surname he gave them, Baciagalupo, rings a bell in my distant past, but not near enough to get the message. At least I was pronouncing it right. His methodology of writing was interesting to me. He gets the last sentence of the book and writes back to the beginning. He has the whole book in his mind before he starts writing. He thought of this book 20 years ago but couldn't get it quite right. Even then it took him 3 years to write the book. Guess no matter how many years it takes for me to write something I shouldn't feel like I'm getting nowhere.
Congratulations on Howard Jitomir for having his book published. I'd like to know more about it. Where he gets the time while feeding all the farm animals and being a college English professor and loving my niece and their whole family, is something only he knows. All the Jitomirs are go-getters.