So the Panasonic cameras that were on sale at Costco for so cheap...don't work. I took the first one I bought back due to a defect, and got a second one that worked for about 2 weeks before refusing to take any pictures at all. Which means now I actually have to WRITE something for my blog. Which is why you haven't seen a lot of new posts in the past few weeks.
Anyhow, I have invented a salad which, if I had a camera, would be pictured here. Imagine, please, bright orange persimmons cut into bite-size cubes, green roughly chopped cilantro, and, uh, pomegranate-colored pomegranate seeds. Top that off with a little invisible lime juice, and voilà, a tasty, beautiful, and healthful salad. Not to mention instant hipness at Thanksgiving.
My emotional state lately has been such that I've been reduced to playing games with myself in order to drum up some appreciation for my life as it is (as opposed to how it was or how I wish it could be). Now, there's nothing particularly WRONG with my life. In fact, one might look at the stats and think it wasn't half bad, but there is something wrong with my appreciation-o-meter. Therefore, the games. This game is: IF I had a husband and kids right now, what would I be wishing I had time to do? The answer today was "learn to make strudel." Ah ha! See, on Thanksgiving, I am going to be thankful that instead of cooking some gargantuan turkey for some gargantuan family, I am going to spend the day learning how to make strudel. Really good strudel. For which I have not yet found a recipe. So, if anyone has a great one, please send it my way.
Other than playing mental games with myself and inventing salads, I have started Argentine Tango dance lessons (love, love, love this dance even though all I've learned so far is that I don't know how to walk), interviewed with the city of LA and with Palos Verdes for library jobs (I should hear back from both by the end of this coming week, yikes!), and bought a new battery for my car.
I know you are all very sad that I cannot include a picture of my car battery, but you are just going to have to live without it.
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A lovely post, pictures be damned. I think I don't like persimmons, but odds are I would enjoy your salad.
You'd think someone who lived in Germany for nine months of her life would be able to procure a good strudel recipe, but, alas, a backerei on every corner discourages the pursuit of personal baking.
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