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DREAM ON.... 15 November 2018 I've been doing something I have never done before. Since the recliner arrived, I sleep so soundly that I actually dream now, after literally decades of almost no dreams at all. Lately, though, I've been dreaming about my mother. As she used to be. We are driving somewhere, chatting and laughing, or we're shopping together, or we are fixing a holiday dinner. I wake up from these dreams with mixed feelings -- happy to have had those times with her again, sad knowing I will never have them again.
I am continuing to go through old photos from the scrapbooks that Ned brought downstairs. What fun! This is a picture of the day we lost Tickley. Tickley was a....I don't know what kind of small creature "he" was, but small enough to fit into a small basket and attached to a bunch of helium balloons we had for some reason. The kids decided to give Tickley a little ride and they held onto a string to bring him back again. Only....of course...the string pulled out of the hand of whoever was holding it and Tickley and his balloons sailed off into the sky. At that time, I was working for a free newspaper here in Davis and had a lot of control over non-political content so I published a lost and found notice asking if people found him to please return him. We never saw him again, but I hope he had a nice adventure! Last night I made pasta with pesto for dinner. My mother was a very good cook, but of "normal" things She made a great pot roast, a meatloaf I have never been able to duplicate, and things like that. Once in a while she would find a new recipe she wanted to try and pasta with pesto was one of those recipes. She never made it the "right" way (which included adding Parmesan cheese and pine nuts), but just ground up basil with olive oil and garlic and we loved it. The first time I made it for Walt, he loved it too, so whenever basil season comes around I try to make a batch. One of the other "new" recipes my mother "discovered" was lasagna. We lived in the middle of North Beach in San Francisco (the Italian area) and our landlord was from Italy, but somehow it took her awhile to discover lasagna, only I remember she used cottage cheese instead of ricotta, and added hard boiled egg slices. I've never done that. I've always used ricotta. But we were very impressed with this new recipe and she made it often The very best lasagna I ever had, though, was when we were in Italy. We went to a cafe in Portofino and had pesto lasagna.
It had no tomato sauce and was made with all pesto...and with flat lasagna noodles. I have made that once or twice since we've been home and it's still good, though much better at an outdoor table in Portofino!
I'd love to have my mother's lasagna
again....even with cottage cheese. Maybe I'll dream about it. |
PHOTO OF THE DAY
Thanksgiving in Guerneville with my mother, her husband (out of the picture
on the right)
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