As I brushed away brown winter leaves from the base of a hydrangea, I noticed that a mature branch had touched the ground. Roots had emerged and grabbed hold, and now a green stem and leaves rose from the contact point.
2006 was a traumatic year. I was terminated from an executive level job on July 24 2006 and my income went from six figures down to zero. I was rendered car-less because I had to give up my company car. Car sharing for several months until our financial situation improved was the plan. But after a few months my consulting work started getting pretty steady and I felt comfortable enough to consider buying a car for myself. On January 23, 2007 I bought a 2006 Ford Taurus. It was used and a former fleet car per the salesperson. The odometer read 15,366. My former company car was also a Ford Taurus. I told the guy I’d take it. With an extended warranty the car cost $15,262.95. I figured the extended warranty was worth the cost since this was a used car.
2019 is coming up and I’m still driving The Old Man Car (TOMC). No debate. This is the BEST car I’ve ever owned. In January I will have driven TOMC for 12 years.
What can you give to one small girl?
A diamond ring, a baton to twirl?
A pretty pink dress with lots of bows,
or dainty sandals that show her toes.
A walk in the woods, a romp in the park,
a shopping trip from dusk till dark?
A shine new bike, a kitten for a pet?
No, there’s still time for such things,
Give her a day of her very own.
Just one small girl and her Dad alone.
Give her the gift that only you can,
the companionship of her old man.
Games are outgrown and toys decay,
but she’ll never forget
if you give her a day.
When food is the lens, you can see all the contradictions of self and time right there on your plate. And with each bite, you bite into your past, memories of your family, your tribe, your race, your tree-swinging ancestors. And into your future, your kids’, your country’s, your globe’s.
Meet my Tiny Taste Tester. This post started as a Risotto recipe but somewhere I got off topic (I’ll return to risotto later). When The Boss learned this Tiny Human was coming to the house for a weekend visit she got quite excited. Then the orders began.
“Go to the store and buy some baby food.”
So I did just that. Little did we realize that this small person was not limited to the mush you buy in jars and pouches. We quickly began to realize our guest had worldly taste buds. OK…back to risotto. On most days I do a scan of what’s on hand and start thinking about what to make for dinner. When I gave The Boss a few options the other day her reply was:
“Risotto. You have never made risotto.”
I think I made risotto once but failed miserably. But when I made risotto this past week it turned out pretty good. When a cook makes something she has never made (or maybe just once and failed) and the dish turns out well you just can’t stop talking about it. And when the father of the Tiny Human heard the story he asked for risotto for dinner.
So I thought to myself, I can do this even if I’ve only made it once successfully.
Last night the crawler got to sample my vegetable risotto. We think she liked it because she asked for more. Today the small person sampled Ricotta Buttermilk Pancakes. When The Boss was eating her breakfast the Tiny Human crawled over and delivered her “more” sign, a small yet effective means of communication for the less vocally inclined.
Did I mention I can now make risotto? Tiny Taste Tester Approved.