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The Child will be reading some Shakespeare next year so I got her a "Stories from Shakespeare" with accompanying CDs so she could do some summer prep. She's been charged with finding something from "A Midsummer Night's Dream" to read to us this evening at the feast. The feast! The feast! I love the Solstice feast. I especially love it when the day is warm and fair, which today is shaping up to be.
Lots of chopping and whisking and steeping lie ahead but first I must have coffee with The Neighbor and then go with her to Uwajimaya to find soup spoons (destined for the super fantastic little amuse bouche I'm going to serve).
In other news, our BATV is behaving badly so last night found us eating take-out Thai and watching a Hillary Duff movie at The Neighbor's. Do not mock. I a) have a 12 year old and 2) was doing research for my dissertation for Prof. jp. ("Analytical Issues and the Rhetoric of Pop in the Late 20th to early 21st Century: Wham to Duff", in case you don't read his comments section). The movie ("Raise Your Voice"-a "Fame"-like story, without the same level of angst. Although there's angst.) didn't completely suck. Hillary Duff is almost able to act in this one. What's-her-name is in it...the one that looks like Rosanna Arquette but isn't who was in "Risky Business"....Rebecca DeMorney. And Tom Hanks' wife. The chicken in peanut sauce was heaven.
When we got home The Spouse went to play his on-line war game, as he is wont to do of a Friday evening and he suddenly calls out, "Hey, come talk to Grish!". He was playing, too. We had a little IM chat which was very nice. Love the virtual friends.
Have a lovely Saturday. Full festal report tomorrow.
Labels: feasts
cobbled together by Moi at 9:14 AM
5 Comments:
Virtual friends are all kinds of virtual fun, virtually speaking of course. hehe
We had fun. I got my butt handed to me alot. :)
Is "amuse bouche" the palette cleansing thing or something else? If I were at your house I'd be eating more before the main course than I normally eat all day. I'd probably be full after aperitif.
Eager to see the final menu.
There's some Hilary Duff song that my 6 year old keeps singing, that has not filtered down to the 4 year old, who has an imperfect grasp of the words. Something about putting on makeup on a Saturday night.
Bad Alice, Ah, yes. "Wake up, wake up on a Saturday night, could be New York, maybe Hollywood and Vine, London, Paris maybe Tokyo, something's going on anywhere I go tonight, tonight..."
Yes. I know it. Yes. That's sad and weird.
Bloody "War Game" is every where... our daughter and her partner play it heaps...but have pulled back of late because it was just too much. It is seriously dangerously addicitve.
Love the feast stories...people getting together eating, laughing,talking beats any old computer game as far as I can tell.
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