Odds and Ends

The Castle Luncheonette is now open weekends for breakfast if you want to experience the strange and wonderful. It's Woonsocket's diner-without-walls.

Yesterday morning we bought fifty pounds of whole wheat flour at the JAR Bakers Supply warehouse in Lincoln, along with 30 lbs of raisins, 6 lbs of cornmeal, a gallon of blackstrap molasses, 6 lbs of honey, and ten pounds of raw sunflower seeds. There's nothing like buying groceries from a fork lift!

I am very inspired reading John Thorne's book, Simple Cooking. He is a self-taught writer and cook and his book is delicious and magnificent. He started by publishing a five-dollar newsletter of his writings about food. For a decade he sent them out of his little house in Castine, Maine. I'd like to grow my Urban Mermaid writings this way.

I have the urge to make waffles! Saul Steinberg says in his book Reflections and Shadows that waffles look like the ass of a person who has sat naked on a straw chair. I never knew that Saul Steinberg loved waffles, or that he was Romanian. My neighbor is a Romanian Orthodox priest - Father Onisie Morar. He is hilarious, and fun to talk to. His church has a festival every year in the parking lot under a big tent. We went two weeks ago. They cook up lamb shish kabobs and serve feta cheese, Kalamata olives, and filo dough spinach pies. They play recordings of popular Romanian music through a PA. All this a block away from our house. We go every year, and over time we have come to recognize the faces belonging to Onisi's church.

Honey and I have been walking miles and miles in the sunshine. Her brown fur has become cinnamon red-brown from the sunlight.

The hurricane is coming tomorrow night. I'll be lying down on the roof to block the leaks.