Over the past several days I’ve been sporting about Salina in a new Prius 5…blizzard white metallic (my favorite color for cars as it has flecks of all colors and reflects colors beautifully)….and I just love it. It not only wraps around me with a spacious fit but gets 40 mpg, is quiet, electric, great leg room, comfortable, easy to get in and out………..perfect for me in every way. If I were 10 years younger and needed a new car, I’d be camped out in the Toyota dealership parking lot waiting for my car to arrive. I’d have to learn how to use all the fancy gadgets it has on it…the keyless entry, secret fingerprint and all. I just love that car and I’m not easily enthralled with equipment that to me, is just used to get from point A to point B. On a cold day, the interior is warm and cozy within minutes of start up. If you see one of these out cruisin’, that’s me in the front seat waving as I pass by.
Ally and I have a tradition of having breakfast together on Sunday morning. Actually, for many years she and her dad went for Sunday breakfast while I stayed home and watched Sunday morning TV. Then there were just the two of us, so she and I continued the tradition and went to KCs most Sundays for breakfast.
Then I moved so the pattern was disrupted again. Yesterday we decided we’d go to the north IHOP this morning to visit with our friend, Jamal, and have nutty whole grain pancakes that are worth a trek over hot charcoal to have placed in front of you. They met our expectations and I even have some leftovers for breakfast tomorrow.
We had a good visit with Jamal and reminisced over the fantastic spread he and Ally had for my 75th birthday party in Ellsworth nearly 10 years ago. That was quite a party and I loved it. We talked about the two of them making baklava for my 85th in June…but that’s a long way off . Jamal and Ally together make the best Baklava. It has a wonderful flavor of rose water without being sicky sweet. It’s his family recipe from Lebanon and I’ve never had better. Jamal is a great guy and it was good to touch base with him again this morning.
Here’s Jamal in my kitchen…I wonder who has my wine dippers? My good friend, the Crystal Queen, wanted me to dump my priceless, antique hand-carved wine dippers for some $12 ugly prints from Duckwall’s that she had a fancy for. Can you imagine?
My good friend, Lew McAtee, samples the fare. Lorie Park of the then La Prairie created the floral arrangement. As you can determine, she used every variety of weed found in our neck of the woods. I miss her creativity and enthusiasm. She contributed a lot to Ellsworth during the short period of time she was there. I wonder where she is? Ellsworth needs more retail establishments like hers to attract visitors.
Mackenzie came all the way from DC for my party and surprised the heck out of me. She was working there as a summer intern for NAST or whatever that National Standards group is called. Her dad kept the secret well. What a happy occasion that was.
Brit and I … having fun, as we usually always did. That was a grand party and we both enjoyed it very much.
I don’t know who the next Pope will be, but I think the world would be a better place if they’d pick a liberal nun.
Tonight’s the Valentine Party at the Palace. Good thing it’s past the real time for celebration as I don’t have a red party frock in my closet. Come to think of it, I don’t have a standard short black cocktail dress either. Or anything partyish. I’ll go with one of my new shirts that my grandsons gave me and will be thrilled with the thought of their gifts. Ginny Frederick and I are going together. Ally opted out. These affairs, if they don’t involve Elvis impersonators, don’t take long.
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