Today ekbo, Mr. J and I went down to Theo Chocolates to check out the fancy s’mores and they were excellent. Slanky told us about how Theo was celebrating National S’mores Day (did anyone know that was a day?) with home made marshmallows, graham crackers and your choice of their chocolate bars. They did not disappoint. I think all were in agreement that they were the some of the tastiest s’mores we’d ever had. I only wish I’d gotten a picture of one but we ate them so quickly that there was no time for documentation. I personally had the Chai bar with mine and ekbo had the mint. I think the coconut curry would have also been quite tasty. The marshmallow was really awesome. It had that marshmallowy taste with none of the plastic overtones that commercially made marshmallows have. And the graham crackers were much more buttery and a tiny bit thicker than the normal kind. If you’re in the Seattle area they’ll be serving s’mores tomorrow and Saturday from 3-6pm. Go get yourself one!
Archive for August, 2009
I’ve thought long and hard about this post (hence the backdating as some of you astute readers may notice) and what sort of song could possibly be put here on this particular day. I thought about sad songs, like that Death Cab one about how being with someone who passes is a true expression of love, or angry songs to express a sort of bitterness that a part of me feels. But my gut tells me those aren’t the stories I should be telling right now.
If you never got the chance to know Kim Otten then I’m here to tell you that a there will always be a tiny something in your life that’s missing. As a mother, a wife, a friend, a family member, mentor and teacher she touched the lives of so many people who are now feeling the weight of her loss. But my feeling is she’d not want us to get bogged down in overwhelming sadness or bitterness we may feel. Those feelings will be saved for private moments. Instead, here, I’ll celebrate her life and the afterward that I dearly pray is all she hoped it would be and more.
What a Wonderful World
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They’re really saying I love you.
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
written by Bob Thiele and George David Weiss and originally performed by Louis Armstrong
The months keep speeding by, this one seemed especially quick…but perhaps I say that every month. I thought I had some things to say about this yesterday, but it all seems to have flown out of my mind. She’s cutting a tooth at the moment, it feels like it’s been on the verge f-o-r-e-v-e-r. the kids still adore her, though rowan is more frequently getting frustrated with “hurricane muriel”. and he sometimes has less than desirable ways of showing his love, such as pulling too hard on her legs and arms, and after being reprimanded saying “But Mama, I love her so much!”