I love this. I am this. I dated this. We broke up and I wept, the mewling sounds reserved for a girl under 25, but whatever.
@rhapsody in bleu Substitute "Lake" or "Cabin" for Porch and Beach and you have Upstate NY.
You should know Mother Courage is a real-live, fictional person, from a musical.
I'm thinking the Cabal should offer a dispensation for authentic old dude fedoras, worn by actual old dudes. PopPop needs his hat.
Everything else can stay.
On The Cups Pie
@mlle.gateau I agree. Peanut butter should be represented and pudding should be larger.
I read Gingerbread. I was about halfway through before I realized it was YA- It was in the stacks with the new releases at my local public library. I cried for Cyd Charisse. It's a great read. I recommend it for you and your nieces/cousins/goddaughters over the age of 11.
Wonderful piece! If only we could have had it in time for St. Brigid's Day.
@Mariajoseh Hi. Julia here. Emma asked me to tell my story based on a comment I posted on Charlene Cheung's Engagement Chicken, Three Ways. This is a fictionalization true events. All names have been changed, blah, blah.
I made engagement chicken for a guy I was seeing at the time, with the lemon stuffed in the cavity. It was serious. We'd been together about a year. I'd researched this. Rosemary for commitment. Cinnamon for sweetness and masculine energy. Cayenne for hotter sexy times. He was a big eater. I cooked for him fairly often and he was always appreciative.
He never showed. He had one of those days where you think it's Tuesday all day, but it's Wednesday. He never ate a bit of that chicken.
I realized he had a lot of those days. Then a couple of years later, he got one of his coworker pregnant, so maybe he knew what day it was after all.
Today I'm engaged to a man who worked in a chicken processing plant for a summer and won't eat fowl. He also almost always knows what day it is and he cooks for me too.
@elephony I know a Michael Hunt who goes by Mike. He fully admits his parents are assholes.