Wednesday, September 30, 2009
This past Spring I fulfilled a long time dream, and I went to Paris. My sister and her daughter went with me. It was a life memory that is embedded in my mind. One thing I was longing to try were the macaroons. Yes, those little fluffy things to the above. Pastel colors; soft, chewy, melt in your mouth macaroons. I had read about them in the blog Paris Breakfasts. My first day in Paris we walked along a narrow street in the Marais district (4th), window shopping. I shopped right into Pain de Sucre. I was timid, and made my sister do the ordering, as she does speak fluent French. She nor my niece had ever heard of a French macaroon! We took our cute box home filled with our pastel little buttons, and sank our teeth into them. It was heaven! Now, as I am back in my own city of lights, Las Vegas, I think of those macaroons. I then remember the finer things in life.
Friday, September 25, 2009
It has been almost a year since I posted. We moved from our beautiful lush garden coast to the desert! Las Vegas to be exact. It is like living on the moon; a very dry state. It is amazing how a change in location and scene can change what one does during the day. I did not attempt to garden last year....although I know you can here. You just have to plan in a backwards way. Fall and Winter are like early and late Spring. Yesterday I bought one little cherry tomato plant. I was chicken enough to even buy it with little green tomatoes on it. Perhaps by mid October I will have a ripe red home-grown tomato!
So, here is to a new kind of Fall. No more golden apples, or red and brown crunchy leaves. No more chilly nights with chimney smoke filling the air. No more pumpkin patches or hay bail mazes. Instead, I will enjoy the 80 degree weather during the day; watching my tomato plant grow tall into the Winter. I will watch the twinkling lights of the Strip from my balcony while sipping a cool drink at twilight. This is my new home.