Friday, December 8, 2006

The Good Life - 12-8-06




Gary and I have discussed doing a podcast for quite awhile now. We have an idea for two different podcasts. The first podcast that we talked about doing is one that talks about leading a simpler, slower paced life… the good life. We aren’t hippies although that is what my daughter calls us. We love our computers, ipods, games and other techie toys. But we also like canning food, harvesting honey from the beehive and brewing our own beer. This podcast would consist of us talking about those things. The other idea that I have is to do a couple’s advice podcast - with both of our perspectives on issues. We would ask folks to email their questions to us and we’d address their issues from the ‘his’ and ‘hers’ point of view. I think that to begin with, we’ll do a combo of both ideas and see where it takes us. Gary entered our ideas in a contest hosted by Todd Cochrane of the Geek News Central podcast. Todd liked the ideas very much – enough to award Gary a little $ to further the podcasts.

So here is my question to you --- what do you want to hear about? Do you have any questions that you’d like to submit for our first podcast. Any ideas and questions will be welcome.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Lists...

I tend to make lists a lot about random things. I made several while in Italy --- here is the first of them. Feel free to add to it!

Things That Are The Same Worldwide

1. Old men, hanging out together, watching the world go by and talking story.
2. Old women chatting and gossiping together – often about the old men.
3. Dogs love belly rubs
4. Cats stalk prey – real or imaginary
5. Young girls flirt with young boys by pretending disdain.
6. Dorothy said it best “There’s no place like home”
7. Children are children – and it is wonderful to see their parents interact with them with love for their child written all over the parents’ faces.
8. “Mmmmmm” means the same everywhere.
9. A shrug too!
10. The curiosity of a toddler is boundless. They find wonderment wherever they happen to be.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Entry for November 11, 2006




I tend to make lists a lot about random things. I made several while in Italy --- here is the first of them. Feel free to add to it!

Things That Are The Same Worldwide

1. Old men, hanging out together, watching the world go by and talking story.
2. Old women chatting and gossiping together – often about the old men.
3. Dogs love belly rubs
4. Cats stalk prey – real or imaginary
5. Young girls flirt with young boys by pretending disdain.
6. Dorothy said it best “There’s no place like home”
7. Children are children – and it is wonderful to see their parents interact with them with love for their child written all over the parents’ faces.
8. “Mmmmmm” means the same everywhere.
9. A shrug too!
10. The curiosity of a toddler is boundless. They find wonderment wherever they happen to be.\

Friday, November 10, 2006

My favorite phrases... that I used to hear my parents say...




My sister mentioned on her blog that she is now using phrases that we used to hear our parents use. Things like:

...my ole stomping grounds...


That got me to thinking. What are my common phrases that I adopted from my parents? What are yours??

Some of mine:

...come to Jesus meeting... (not really one of my parents' phrases but I like it anyway)
... preaching to the choir...
...I tole you... (said by momma when she was right about something)
... because I said so...
...hmmph...
...this hurts me more than it hurts you...(said by daddy right before he was about to beat the tar out of me)
...beat the tar out of me or you or something...
...you can make it bettah for cheapah... (said by Popo)
...it ain't crooked - your head's crooked...
...down the road a piece...
...stomping grounds...
... turn grace... (it means to say the blessing before a meal)



Gary's phrases:
... don't make me stop this car...


So, are we the only ones becoming our parents??

Market Day! 11-10-2006




Saturday, October 21, 2006

We woke late this morning and rushed through breakfast in order to make it to the market. It seems that the entire town turns out for market day! Once we found parking, which took quite awhile, we eagerly joined the market throng.
Our idea was to pick up a little salami, cheese and bread so that we could have an al fresco lunch later. The first vendor that we saw realized right away that we were tourists! We asked for some cheese and olives. We wanted a small slab of cheese --- just enough for lunch. He kept saying “Bambino” really loud over and over…. And pulled out a cheese about the size of a baby! We ended up getting the entire thing! We also ended up with way too many olives. But that was okay --- more for us! It reminded me of the old I Love Lucy episode where she leaves Italy with a HUGE cheese, wrapped up in a blanket like a baby. She kept calling it “Bambino” on the flight….

Anyway, Gary went in search of salami and I went in search of fruit. I think that you can find just about anything that you might want at the market. They sold hardware, gardening implements, and large packages of seeds for planting. All of this in addition to fresh fruits, nuts, veggies, cheeses, meats, and fish…. It was very loud and confusing. I think that made it more fun!

We finally left the market and meandered off… with our bambino-sized cheese, salami, too many olives, fruit and chestnuts. We happened upon a yarn store that I had seen the evening before. The yarn selection in this little closet of a store was amazing! The owner had lots of wool and silk yarns. She (the owner) didn’t speak any English and I don’t speak Italian. But it was really cool to see how well we could communicate about a common hobby. I was able to communicate to her what I wanted to make with the yarn – and she suggested an amount to buy. I’m kind-of new to the crocheting scene but I know enough to determine that she didn’t try to cheat me by selling me too much. She showed me some of the beautiful shawls and ponchos that she had made --- and actually had for sale. It was really nice to share a common love with a stranger. It made us not quite strangers.

After leaving the yarn shop, we headed for San Gimignano. San G is a lovely old Tuscan city. 14 of its 62 original towers are still standing. In the Middle Ages, it was an important stop along a trading and pilgrimage route. We made it to San G. without any mishap – Gary is definitely getting the hang of driving in Italy. It was raining, though, and as we were walking up to the old part of town, I slipped, fell and was covered in mud. That sort-of set me into a grumpy mood…. (Which is probably why I ended up not liking San G very much.) This was the first place where we encountered some snotty shopkeepers. I had been looking for a pair of boots for myself since we got to Italy – and after slipping I really wanted different footwear. I poked my head into a couple of shops and was treated a bit rudely. Oh well, I just kept my Euros in my pocket and found somewhere else to spend them! Even though I had a couple of irritable experiences with shopkeepers, we did meet a couple of really enjoyable folks --- First, we met a shopkeeper in a purse shop. She was just a tiny little thing – a spitfire! We talked up a storm, laughed and I walked out with a new purse for Maegan! Then there was the guy in the wine shop. Up until this point we hadn’t done much wine tasting in Italy. We had planned to but I think we were both nervous about being tipsy and trying to drive afterwards. But today, we decided to taste some wines. We found a little out of the way place and sampled some of the Chianti. The wine guy (I forgot his name…) was very knowledgeable. Once he found out that we were from the SF Bay area (= Napa) we really got to talking about wines! We also taught him a new English word to describe a taste --- sharp. One of the Chiantis that we tried was a little young and had a decidedly sharp bite. We told him this and he looked puzzled. We tried to explain it as he grabbed his English/Italian dictionary. He tasted it with us and rooted around in the dictionary. We laughed a lot and may or may not have agreed on ‘sharp’ as a description of that wine. But no matter, we walked out with a couple of bottles, his business card and his website address!

It rained hard while we were there. So we finally headed into a crowded restaurant that was situated in the center of town. It was full of tourists (I guess we fit into that category!). We squeezed in, told the waiter “due” (for two) and found ourselves seated to an older couple. As soon as we sat, we ordered ‘un cappuccino’ and ‘un cioccolato caldo con latte’ (hot chocolate with milk). The older couple wasn’t very friendly at first. But once Gary and I started talking to each other in English, the couple brightened up! And they were absolutely delightful – Bud and Jackie from Pennsylvania. Their daughter lived in Wilkes-Barre, which is an area that I am familiar with due to drum corps! What a small world! They were retired and had been in Europe for quite awhile. They started out on a 19-day tour, and then had spent some time at their daughter’s place (I think she lives in France) where they were able to do laundry! And now they were touring by themselves. I think that they were also ready to go home. It is nice to be on vacation, but like Dorothy says…. There’s no place like home.

Saturday, November 4, 2006

More on Italy - 11-4-2006




Friday October 20, 2006

So, I think today has been our best day in Italy. It rained all night and this morning promised to be dreary as well. So, we decided to spend the day in Vinci. Susanna suggested that we also spend time in Montelupo. At Vinci, we lingered in the Leonardo museum, which showed off his many inventions. Gary really enjoyed that museum. We spend about two times as much time there as Susanna thought we would! We had lunch in Vinci before heading out to Montelupo. Lunch wasn’t very good, though. It consisted of sad penne pasta arrabiatta. The pasta was overcooked and the sauce was uninspiring. We began lunch with Bruschettoni (big bruschetta) with liver --- similar to a pate (this was actually pretty good). My lunch was a salad with tuna, mozzarella, tomatoes, olives and lettuce. Nothing amazing – but okay nonetheless.

After lunch, we set out for Montelupo. Either Gary’s driving or my navigational skill has improved --- or both! We made it to Montelupo without any problems. We arrived around 3 pm – unfortunately the shops there are closed between 1 and 4! Sooo… hello gelato! Gary got hazelnut/chocolate and I got coffee. Together they were amazing.

We came across an old church and ducked in to light a candle. It is hard to believe how beautiful renaissance art can be found in tiny village churches! This church was no exception --- it had several wonderful paintings.

Montelupo is the home of a thriving Tuscan ceramics industry. We visited several shops – some were open and some we simply pressed our noses to the window. We tried to kill more time by having a cappuccino… and succeeded in warming our insides while sitting in the drizzle outside.

We finally ducked inside a shop with the intention of purchasing some items. We found a wonderful Madonna, a small tile with “Beware of dog” in Italian (and a picture of a Dalmatian) and a couple of other small items.
The shopkeeper, Dario, enjoyed practicing his English with us. He told us the story of the Black Rooster seal that is on the Chianti bottles:

Florence and Siena were constantly warring over the land between the two cities. They finally reached an agreement about the land in question – on a specified day, the men of each city would walk toward the other city. The boundary would be established at the meeting point. They all agreed to set out at dawn. The men of Florence decided to use the crowing of the black rooster to signify dawn – as this type of rooster typically begins crowing one how before dawn. Thus the men of Florence met the men of Siena closer to the city of Siena than was originally surmised. To honor the black rooster, for the land in question is used to grow Chianti grapes, the rooster’s image is used on official Chianti wine from that region.

--- heh ---

Well the rain continued to pour throughout our visit with Dario so Gary and I hurried back to the car and got drenched in the process. We quickly made our way back to the villa with only one or two wrong turns under our belt!

At dinnertime, we ventured out into the village of Castelfiorntino. An American couple gave us a restaurant suggestion. We ended up at another pizzeria as we couldn’t find the one that they suggested! We parked in the plaza (named after our president – JFK) and walked to the restaurant. Funny thing --- we walked into the restaurant and saw another American couple who were also staying at our villa! We chatted with them (Sherene and Christopher) and compared notes on our day.

Okay, when it says “lardo” in Italy, they mean “lardo”!!! I decided to branch out a little at dinner and try something new – the bruchetta with lardo and anchovies. What was served to us was thin slices of PORK FAT on toasted bruchetta topped off with an anchovy fillet! UGH! I couldn’t eat that… neither could Gary. Okay – Italy – 1; Americans – 0. The pizza there was amazing, though. Instead of bread, they served a pizza crust (it was very thin --- like a cracker crust) with olive oil drizzled on it and kosher salt. OMG – it was delicious. Then we got a pizza with spicy salami, mushrooms and black olives. Then after dinner, we walked around the town center – and got lots of ideas of where we might want to shop on Saturday!

Friday, November 3, 2006

Cooking Class! 11-3-2006




The villa offered a cooking class with their award-winning chef, Bartolo. The chef met his wife Swan in a cooking class that he was teaching. Swan is Susanna’s daughter… it is a family-run villa! The three of them taught the class. Susanna translated into English, Bartolo cooked and Swan prepped and cleaned up. Susanna has done a lot of research in the history of Tuscan cooking. She designed a class that she and Bartolo taught on Tuscan cooking in medieval times. They were surprised to learn that cinnamon was used extensively in savory dishes. The students in that class consisted of chefs from around the world. Susanna said that it was hard – an entire week of listening to the chefs bicker over minute issues… she calls chefs “artists” and says, “You know how artists are…” and then makes a gesture indicating crazy.

We began the class by making traditional Tuscan bread salad. According to Susanna, they don’t waste bread in Tuscany. It is used in salads, pastas and soups. The salad was simply leftover bread, soaked in salt water and wrung out. It was mixed with chopped onions, tomatoes and cucumber. Salt, pepper, olive oil and red wine vinegar finish the dish. The olive oil used for the dressing on this dish should be from the first press. That isn’t usually a problem in Tuscany as olive oil is so abundant there. As a matter of fact, much of the cooking in Tuscany is done with the better grade first press olive oil. It really does taste better – but for those of us who don’t live in a major olive oil producing region, it can be a little expensive. Nonetheless, I made a note of it for home – and I now have two types of olive oil – very good quality first press for salads and pasta finishes, and regular EVOO – for general cooking.

The second course was risotto with wild mushrooms served in Parmesan bowls. Bartolo showed us a fail-proof way to make risotto – Cook whatever veggies, etc. you want to add to the risotto until it is about two minutes shy of being completely cooked. Take that off the heat. Then make the risotto by frying the rice (no oil) for a few minutes until it smells like popcorn. Once it gets to that stage, add warm broth – one ladleful at a time – making sure you stir the mix and the broth is absorbed before adding more. Add the broth to the rice over the course of about 12 minutes or so. The risotto is about 6 minutes away from being complete. At this point, pull the risotto off the stove and cool it quickly on a cookie sheet. Prop the sheet up at an angle so that the heat is not trapped between the counter and the cookie sheet. Once the risotto is cool, refrigerate it until you are almost ready to serve it. It can be made the morning of your dinner party and kept this way to save time. When you are ready to serve the risotto, heat the rice mixture on the stove, adding additional warm broth by the tablespoon. Mix and make sure it is completely absorbed before adding more. In the final two minutes of cooking, add the mushrooms, veggies, whatever you are adding to your risotto mix. Continue cooking for the final two minutes. Then, pull the risotto off the stove; add your olive oil and Parmesan cheese and you are done!

Bartolo also showed us how to make easy Parmesan bowls: heat up a nonstick skillet. Once hot, add shredded Parmesan cheese so that it covers the bottom of the pan. Allow the cheese to melt and bubble. Once it is set, remove the pan from the heat, carefully loosen the edges, and flip the cheese pancake over to the other side. Continue to cook this side for a few minutes. When it is done, (judge by the smell and color) take the skillet off the heat, loosen the edges and flip the cheese pancake over an inverted ramekin. Then let it cool and harden. Don’t refrigerate these bowls – you’ll end up with a chewy mess…

We made a simple side dish of sweet & sour peppers – big chunks of red and green peppers, slowly cooked in vinegar and sugar. This went with the main course – pepper stew. Okay, if you don’t try anything else, you must try this stew. All you do is take a big pot, add lots of red wine (good wine that you would drink), garlic, sage, about a cup of tomato paste and salt and pepper. Then dump in stew beef (chunks). Bring to a boil – then simmer for three hours. That is it. I think that Bartolo did a reduction of some of the wine to make a sauce to go with the beef, but it isn’t needed. It is simply wonderful. And very, very easy to cook.

Dessert was an apple cake. The cake was less like a cake and more like a torte – lots of chunks of apple and not a bit of cinnamon, nutmeg or mace in sight! Bartolo made a light apple sorbet to serve with slices of the cake. Mmmm…..

After class, we went back to our room, showered and dressed and waited on dinner. We didn’t eat until about 9PM – the beef stew takes three hours. But wow… what a dinner it was! Everything was amazing. I think the key to good cooking is using good food… fresh, tasty food. I know that all of the cooking shows say that over and over – and they are right. There is nothing more delicious than a ripe peach – picked right off the tree and eaten while still warm from the sunshine. Eating food that is in season is similar – the colors and flavors are especially vibrant. This was certainly true for the wild mushrooms that we had with the risotto --- and the apples used in the cake and sorbet.

Oh and just a couple of notes on the restaurant itself – it is definitely a labour of love. Susanna includes poetry in the menus. Swan is the knowledgeable wine steward and their wine cellar is extensive. Susanna makes the table decorations and napkin rings herself. Tonight she used various gourds and ivy on the table. It is very fresh – much picked from the villa’s garden. The ambiance here is one of peace and tranquility. The view in the dining room is simply the Tuscan hills… it can’t get any better than this!

Thursday, November 2, 2006

Entry for November 02, 2006


Today was supposed to be an ‘easy’ day. We don’t want to do too much sight-seeing as our cooking class is scheduled for tonight at 5:30 pm. So, we planned to spend the day in Castelfiorentino – enjoying cappuccino and watching the world walk by. Before setting out, we asked Susanna for her recommendation of a place in the village that would meet the good coffee/ good people watching vantage point requirement. She suggested that instead of staying in town, we go to Certaldo (pronounced Cher-tal-do). She gave us great directions to the Certaldo with additional instructions regarding where to park and take the train to the old town. We thanked her for her maps and directions, pulled out of le Boscarecce, and within one mile of the villa’s gates, were lost.

The good thing about getting lost in Tuscany is that there is always beautiful scenery. The other good thing about getting lost in Tuscany is that there are almost always several ways to get to each town. And regardless of being lost initially, we made it to Certaldo and eventually (and I do mean eventually) found the parking lot of the train (funicalare) station. We discovered that the train was closed for repairs – but they were running a bus service to Certaldo Alto. So, we hopped the bus and hoped for the best.

The best way to describe the bus ride is using one word: hurtling. The driver had no compunction about throwing the bus into the street, in the middle of traffic, around the curvy and steep .75-lane road leading up to the old city. I glanced at my hands during the ride… they were holding onto the seat in front of me…and yes, knuckles were white. We eventually made it to the drop off point. It took awhile to figure out where we were, though. The drop off point on the map did not match the drop off point in reality… So we set off – in search of lunch.

The city is very old – built before God! Well, maybe just B.C.! The roads are narrow with hidden courtyards. Everything is brick, terracotta and cobblestone. Only a few shops were there and open --- maybe 25 in all. We had lunch at a small pizzeria – La Tenaia is the name. It was in an off-street (alleyway). To enter, we had to go slightly below street level. Once inside we noticed the distinctly Latin music. Not Roman Latin… it was salsa music!

Our waiter spoke no English but we managed to order lunch without any problem. I got up to search for the bathroom and asked our waiter (in English) for the bathroom. He didn’t understand. Then, in a moment of brilliance (or desperation) I switched to Spanish… and he answered! Whoo-hoo! This was so cool – we started conversing in Spanish. His name is Simon and he spoke Castilian Spanish --- while we speak Norte Americano Espanol. He thought that we were from Mexico - we explained that we are from the US but have many amigos who habla espanol.

Lunch was good. I had pizza… nice thin, cracker-like crust with ham, mushrooms, artichokes and olives. Gary had spaghetti bolognaise – interestingly, it had very heavy basil overtones in the pasta… and it was very good.

After lunch and saying adios to our new friend Simon, we meandered to the ceramic workshop suggested by Susanna. The artist was at work painting pieces prior to firing them. Her stuff was beautiful. We did notice a distinct theme – there were lots of figs and pomegranates that were ripe and bursting open – very female looking….Anyway, we bought a bowl and a olive oil and vinegar decanters. We decided to forgo the figs and pomegranates and stick with sunflowers…

After returning to the villa, we decided to rest before our cooking classes. And I slept soooo well – 3 PM Italy time = 6 AM (ish) California time.

Okay - more later on the cooking class.

Wednesday, November 1, 2006

Entry for November 01, 2006






Volterra

These are my notes from my journal – hope you enjoy!

It is our first day touring Italy. Right now, we are relaxing in a little cafĂ© in Volterra. The barista is singing “We Are Family” along with Sister Sledge on the radio! We ordered coffee when we came in and received espresso. (We knew to expect this --- and the barista confirmed ‘espresso’ when we ordered as well). Gary and I are sharing a pastry filled with chocolate. Nice…

We spent a little time in the Etruscan museum. But mostly we walked around the town. Volterra is old. And the Etruscan civilization is older than any other I’ve studied. It is amazing the technology that they developed before so called “modern” times.

An aside – there are lots and lots of dog owners here. It seems like Italians love their furry friends as much as we do at home!

**************************later that evening…

The villa that we are staying at is absolutely beautiful. Each guest room is named after a female writer. Susanna, the owner, obviously loves her home and her work. She is here 24/7 – always ready to chat with her guests, discuss their days, give advice and/or directions and make a pot of coffee – American style!

Getting to the villa takes a little patience. The road twists and turns and is a one-lane deal. After the one-lane paved road ends, a gravel and dirt road continues. Finally, further down than you could imagine is Locanda le Boscarecce. We managed to drive here yesterday after flying for over 19 hours. Gary is doing a great job driving here. Italian drives are much more, ummm…. confident in their driving abilities. I suspect Gary will have a hard time adjusting to non-Italian type of driving when we return to California.

Lets see – we walked today. A lot! I now understand why Italians can eat so much pasta and remain slim. It is the walking! We walked up hills, up stairs, climbing, climbing, huffing and puffing (me). I don’t recall the relief of going back down stairs – only the exertion of going up, up, up!

Oh and we took a lot of photos of doors today. The doorways in Tuscany are interesting. I wonder where they led to in the past… who goes through them now…

One of the places that I wished we had skipped was the Museum of Tortures. That was a real downer. The museum featured implements used to torture people during the Inquisition and other wonderful times like that! It was so bad that Gary and I left within a few minutes of entry. Ugh. And why we went in you might ask? I don’t have a good answer – seemed like a funny, spur of the moment kind of thing to do. Bad idea. Very bad idea.

Dinner tonight was at the villa’s restaurant. We had foie gras with duck breast stuffed with fig and a pistachio cloud for appetizers. The salad was cracked wheat that had carrots, celery, onions and small cubes of mozzarella cheese in it. This was followed by pasta with a tomato cream sauce and fresh buffalo mozzarella. The sauce was very rich – maybe it was bisque. Then we had grilled skirt steak on a bed of wild mushrooms. October is the beginning of mushroom season in Tuscany. Lucky for me! Then for dessert we had a nice light raspberry sorbet with fresh raspberries. Dinner was very good – a little expensive… but very tasty.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

How corny!! 10-31-2006




Where did the corn come from? Neither Gary nor I planted any corn this year --- yet here it is in our back yard!

I figure that damn gopher pooped out a corn kernel... and now we will be harvesting a couple of ears in the next week!

Heh... I worked so hard on the garden this year. And all it took was a little gopher pooping corn to show me up! Image

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Bongiorno! 10-29-2006




We finally made it back from Tuscany --- after a very long day of travel! Everything went smoothly until we hit Denver. The flight from Frankfurt to Denver was delayed due to a snowstorm in Denver. That put us into Denver late- and we had to collect luggage, go through customs, passport control, security check, etc… Luckily the flight between Denver and Oakland was also late --- by two hours --- so we actually made it! We left Le Boscarecce at 4AM on Thursday morning and arrived in Oakland at 8PM Thursday night. That doesn’t sound too bad – until you consider the time difference. 4AM in Tuscany is 7PM (Wednesday night) in Oakland. We had been up for over 24 hours and traveling that long as well!

Okay, so Italy was wonderful. At least Tuscany was wonderful. I didn’t enjoy Florence as much as I had hoped to. After being in Tuscany, Florence felt like just another big city, albeit with lots of fantastic architecture, art and shopping! Because we only went into the city to see specific sights, the areas that we were at were crowded with tourists (of which we were also!) The second day that we went into Florence, we took the train from Castelfiorentino to the city. Once we left the train station in Florence, we proceeded to get lost. That ended up being kind-of nice. We were away from the more touristy areas and ended up hanging out in a nice little restaurant.

We did make it to the Uffizi Gallery which houses a LOT of art. Unfortunately, after looking at art for 3 hours, it all ran together! A couple of the highlights that I remember… The Birth of Venus and a portrait of a suffering Christ – the painting was just the face of Christ wearing the crown of thorns. The person and emotions that the artist captured were very much human – in pain and agony but not looking up to heaven for deliverance (as in most paintings of that genre). It was very touching and disturbing ... and the only one in the gallery of its kind. The other thing that I found noteworthy was seeing the transition in the paintings – panels painted in the late 1100s or 1200s to more modern art. I’ve always known that art evolved over time but seeing the evolution of 1000 years over the course of two hours was awe-inspiring.

We had planned on being very laid-back and resting a lot while we were away but it didn’t turn out that way. Each day, we tried to make it to a different town or village. We rented a car when we arrived on Tuesday and had it for the entire time. If you plan to see little villages and places that are off the beaten track in Tuscany, you must have your own set of wheels – two or four. Gary was the designated driver for the entire trip. I’m glad that he is such a good driver – the roads in the country are narrow, one-lane deals. Cars often pass by with only a couple of inches in between them! And the roads are curvy, steep, and not always paved. It was great to have a rental car – cause we didn’t care if it got scratched up! At least we didn’t care as much as we would have if we had been driving our own car. And the rain made muck out of the country roads. The villa that we stayed at was along a dirt road. It was about three miles out of town (Castelfiorentino) and a mile away from a little village called Renai. The road through Renai was dirt. There were lots of potholes and trenches where the water had cut a path in the road – and it was very, very bumpy.

So we arrived on Tuesday afternoon. Susanna, the owner of the villa, made coffee for us after we arrived. We sat out on the patio next to the villa’s restaurant and just relaxed and looked out over the valley. We considered going into town for dinner, as the villa’s restaurant was closed that night. However, we laid down and slept until the next morning! So much for our first day in Tuscany – heh!

Wednesday morning started with breakfast at the villa. European breakfasts are different from American breakfasts. Breakfast at the villa consisted of croissants, ham, cheese, yogurt, cereal, biscotti, cookies, fruit, milk, Tuscan bread, and often some sort of fruit tart or fruit bread. It was all very good – although Gary missed his bacon and eggs! And the coffee was always served along with a pitcher of steamed, foamy milk. Mmmmm.

After breakfast, we decided to go to Volterra to see the sights. Volterra is not a big tourist draw – not nearly as big as San Gimignano or Siena. It was originally an Etruscan city. I’m interested in old stuff so found the idea of visiting an Etruscan city and poking around irresistible.

Okay – so the old stuff was interesting but the new stuff (aka - Gelato) was much better! My first day in Italy had to include Gelato. Mmmmm… Pistachio. I guess it is so good because Italians are not afraid of milk-fat! I found that I could only eat a little bit at a time. I saw people with huge cones of at least two different flavors – I don’t know how they could eat all of that! I decided to forgo the cone and got only a small cup (about 3-4 oz).
Wow – I told myself that I wouldn’t do a major brain splat when I posted my first blog upon our return, yet I am doing just that! So that is all for today. I am uploading the photos and will post the link to our flirk account as soon as it is done.

Ciao!

Thursday, September 28, 2006

The calm... 9/28/2006




It will last for about twenty minutes... the calm before the storm. This is the time that I get to enjoy my cup(s) of coffee before heading off to get ready for work, wedding madness, and a life of wedded bliss.

heh... nothing like being overly dramatic!

The backyard is mostly done. All that is left is to water daily, put up the lights, move the beehive and do the final decorations. There is nothing more to be done to turn it into the 'wedding wonderland' that I had envisioned. I didn't achieve the 'wedding wonderland' but it will be fine. Actually, it'll be more than fine - it was a labor of love. Gary sowed the grass seeds there, investing himself in our future. The back yard is where he asked me to marry him. And we have spent many pleasant times watching the dogs romp in the grass, watching the birds eat my fruit, and watching the busy bees come and go.

My plans for the rest of the house didn't come to fruition. The flooring that I ordered was late--- then was not what I wanted (but yes, it was what I ordered). I returned it and ordered different flooring. That won't get here in time to install it. So, it will be the same old carpet that has seen better days. I did buy runners and put them down. They look okay --- bottom line is that if people know me, they know of my carpet/ flooring woes!

We've got a minister, the marriage license, a groom and a bride. I talked with the caterer yesterday and upped the count significantly, (25%). They can make the space work and that was my biggest worry. My dress is done, just waiting to be picked up, reservations are made for the wedding eve and wedding night and honeymoon. Wedding musician has the playlist and is busy arranging the music that I want for the processional. The beer is ready and is in the beer freezer, parents are flying in starting this weekend. The leis have been ordered and will be beautiful. I still have to finish off the centerpieces, seating cards, sign-in mat and table and the wedding favors. I'll be off the next two weeks and should be able to make progress in that area. AND, I have some wonderful friends who have offered their services to help right before the wedding! Kimela and Jaime are going to help with the lights and Diane has put herself at my disposal the day before the wedding.

Whew! I think that I'll just sit back for a few more minutes, pet the doggie who is sitting on my lap, and sip at my coffee...\

Friday, September 22, 2006

Pope-ism 9/22/ 2006





Whenever I read news articles, I do so with a careful eye... I trust the media to tell a story in a manner that they believe is going to further their aims, whatever their aims may be. So, I normally don't comment on anything that has made headlines in my blog. However, I read this commentary from a Turkish online newspaper, and found it to be a very refreshing view on the pope and his recent pope-ism.... and wanted to share.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

So it begins!! 9/19/ 2006




OMG - I think that this time next month I'm gonna be a married lady!

So the festivities have started - My sis had me over for a day of rest and relaxation (massage and energy reading) two weekends ago, and last weekend my friends threw a wonderful bridal luncheon for me. Both were great --- very low-key (justwhat I had asked for!)

One of the nicest things about being an older bride is that I know myself much better now than I did at 20. I have come to appreciate friendships now that I know how precious they are. First time brides should definately experience the "bridal shower" with them at the center of it all. It is a rite of passage in many ways! I didn't want to try to be that blushing bride again. And my friends and sister honored my wishes, made sure everything was toned down, and thereby made it much more meaningful for me.

My sis had a massage thereapist and a energy reader come over to spend time with us. The day was quiet - only my sister, my niece and myself. In between sessions, we visited and munched on fruit and crossiant sandwiches. I met Leaha's new family member, Daisy. And we spent lots of time kissing and cuddling. (Daisy is the sweetest little puppy...) After it was all over and I finally had to head back home, I had lots to think about (energy reading) and was in a good place to be reflective.

The bridal luncheon was last Saturday -- and it was great too! It was exactly what I had hoped for -- good friends, good food, and lots of laughter. I think that one of my favorite things is to be in the middle of a group of people who get along well and are having a good time, and just sit back and enjoy the moment. Diane put everything together -- from decorating the table in my colors (and BTW, calla lilies are my favorite flowers) to ensuring that we had a great view of the bay and wonderful weather to compliment it. I don't know how she managed the weather aspect but for those of you who know Diane know that if she puts her mind to it... And the cupcakes were amazing! The staff brought the cupcakes out on a couple of three-tiered plate-thingeys. Wow - what a presentation! When they came out, eveyone ooh'd and aah'd. After we dove throught the cupcakes, the fight was on for the chocolates!!!

Oh! AND the gift from Diane and Kimela. Well, let me just note that paybacks are a ....

heh.

Seriously, I used to think that when someone received a gift that had to do with getting older (cane with a horn, you know the type) they just put it on the shelf. Now I know what really happens... I've needed a pill holder because I forget if I take my pill (thyroid) on many mornings! AND the Benefiber is going with me to Italy. One can never have enough fiber, specially when traveling.

Both days were lovely - filled with family, friends and lots of love. I am so lucky to have these wonderful people in my life.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Kitty adventures... 9/18/2006




I wanted to write about the totally fab bridezilla luncheon that my friend Diane threw for me on Saturday (with help from Kimela too!) But, this subject came up last night and I just had to clear it off my plate first.

The cat.

I have a cat. Well, Gary has a cat and now that we live together, "We" have a cat.

The cat, who I'll call Missy Kitty because that is her name, is not thrilled to be living here with us. She tolerates Gary and me. Since we feed her twice a day, she allows us to remain. She hates the dogs, especially Booboo.

And all of that is okay. Cats have certain standards and I have come to understand that no one can live up to those standards. I'm not upset that she doesn't want to cuddle with me --- I'm allergic anyway. Fine, I leave her alone and she tolerates me. Booboo doesn't leave her alone and is rewarded with several smacks to the face followed by much hissing.

Last night I realized that there was trouble in the house. I noticed Booboo in the atrium. She was snuffing around the plants and drooling and chewing.

hmmm.... not good. Nothing edible grows in the atrium.

A few days before, I noticed that Booboo had rank, poop smelling breath. I thought that she was diving in the litter box for cat treats. I checked the box - looked as if Gary had been keeping it pretty clean. I couldn't figure out what the terrible breath might be from, so I fed her a greenie treat to sweeten her breath. And no, I did not kiss her.

And now, Booboo is chewing something that she found in the dirt and rocks of the atruim. I shooed her away and investigated .... but found nothing. However, I suspected Missy Kitty was making herself at home in the atruim but had no evidence - only suspicions.

A short while later, Gary and I noticed Booboo stalking MK in the atrium. And we caught her... red pawed. She was doing her 'business' in the atrium!!!! AAAARRRRrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhh... ALL I NEED IS FREAKING CAT POOP AND PEEPEE IN THE ATRIUM!!! IT ALREADY SMELLS TERRIBLE IN HERE BECAUSE WE HAVE THE CANINE FRIENDS. NOW WE HAVE NASAL EVIDENCE OF THE CAT LIVING HERE TOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOOoooooooo

Well, Gary scared the crap out of the cat (literally). Hopefully he has scared her enough to keep her in her clean litter box and out of the atrium. And I, just to be safe, created a concoction of cayanne pepper and water and sprayed it liberally over the not-cat box area of the atrium. I used so much cayanne that I started sneezing too!

Great, just great. Now the house smells like canine, kitty AND cayanne.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Social Norms??? 9/14/2006




Did I miss something here? Maybe they teach a class in social behavior in school --- and I didn’t attend it.

I received an email last night from a caterer that I spoke with back in May. After attending a tasting, I was set to hire them for the wedding. I emailed them a few days after the tasting with questions on the menu and the contract and never received a response. Then, I called and left messages with the OWNER of the catering company. The person that I had been dealing with never called me back. So, I went with another caterer. And no, I didn’t email them to advise them that I did this --- figured that they didn’t care.

Now, I get an email from K* (less than five weeks before the wedding) wanting to finalize the plans.

Wha???

I responded to K*, advised that I went with another caterer due to her not returning my calls/ emails. Then I received a follow up email from the owner who wanted to “set the record straight”. He advised me that they keep a phone log and my calls are not logged in. (I guess that is because HE answered the phone when I called – both times). But despite their going out of their way to accommodate me, and my not contacting them, they wished me the best.

(I don’t believe it. They don’t wish me the best. They hope that my wedding falls apart. And maybe it will. But the chances of it falling apart are much less now that I went with a company that actually did a site visit, a private tasting for us, and returns my calls.)

So I responded to the owner – and reminded him that HE answered the phone --- and also reminded him of some of the conversation that we had when HE answered the phone. I was nice – apologized for not sending a final email although I figured that after talking with the owner, K* might actually return the call. And wished them the best.

(I hope they don’t believe it. I don’t wish them the best. I hope that things will fall apart for them because they don’t respond to contacts nor do they take responsibility when they screw up. I believe that word will get around and they will receive less and less business.)

I was surprised --- what did I miss? Did I miss the class that said that you must doggedly pursue doing business with someone who doesn’t respond to emails and calls? Did I miss the class that taught that certain people are special and social norms don’t apply to them? Did I miss the class on social norms???

Friday, September 8, 2006

More Coffee musings... 9/08/2006




There isn't enough coffee around here.

Well, there IS enough coffee. I just have to get to it in the morning before Gary does. Because...

there isn't enough coffee around here. Image
In a time BG (before Gary moved in), I would make a pot of coffee in the morning and have enough for two or three mugs before leaving for work AND a whole big travel cup full of lovely, aromatic, steaming hot Peets coffee.

AG (after Gary moved in), I'm lucky if I get two mugs in the morning before leaving for work and maybe a third of a travel cup. Oh, and the coffee in the the travel cup are the dregs from the bottom of the pot. Yccchh... French Roast dregs. Not good.

Not enough coffee...

I have this really great coffee maker... one of those timer/grinds the whole beans/brews the coffee into a stainless steel caraf types. I love it. AND Gary gave it to me as a birthday gift. It makes ten cups of coffee. In most households (and in my household BG), ten cups of coffee are quite enough. Not anymore.

I find myself hurrying to take him his first cup of the day while he is shaving. I carefully pour about two thirds of a cup for him... add the cream powder and a cube of sugar... smile, and deliver it. What I'm really smiling about is I'm thinking that I am being sneaky by filling it only two thirds of a cup full... heh Image More coffee for me!

Hey ! I know!! Maybe I'll have his travel mug "full" and ready for him to grab as he runs out the door for his 1.5 hour commute at 0630!!

Or, maybe I should go to work earlier than he does so I can have a FULL travel mug on my 15 minute ride to work.

Or, maybe I should add a BIG coffee maker to the bridal registry..... heh - the kind that is used for meetings at church!!

Or, maybe I'll just make a second pot (half full) later in the morning so that my poor fiance can have a whole cup of coffee in the morning. He's been wondering why he feels so tired lately.... shhhh.... don't tell him!

Thursday, September 7, 2006

What good scotch can do... 9/07/2006




I bought another dress…

a bridal gown, to be exact. Image

I had felt that the first dress that I bought was going to be a little too mother of the bride-ish and since the real mother of the bride would be attending, I should wear something more bride-like.

Before I agreed to buy the dress, I called Gary. He didn’t answer his cell phone. Now, this is all a bit new for me… the idea that I should ‘check in’ with someone else before deciding upon a purchase. I make enough money to make my own decisions… I don’t like the idea of checking with anyone else before making a purchase. But I decided to check in with him…. I expect him to do the same when he is debating buying another piece of brewing equipment. And he did have a problem when I mentioned hair extensions a couple of weeks ago. I mean, really. $776 is a GREAT price for the hair extension AND the labor. He flipped out about it so I didn’t have it done.

So there I was, standing on the dais, viewing myself in the three way mirror, dialing his cell phone number, listening to it roll over to voice mail… which means that he didn’t pick up MY call and chose, instead, to remain on the line with whomever.

Humph. I was a little off-put. ImageTherefore, I bought the dress.

I left the bridal salon quite a bit poorer than I had arrived and began to feel some remorse. After all, we are getting married, combining finances, yadda, yadda, yadda… I should have checked with him first. But it was too late – I couldn’t go back and ask for a refund and then try to buy another dress from the same store later. What to do???

Still wondering how to go about telling Gary of this purchase, I stopped by Beverages and More to pick up champagne and cider for the reception. Gary and I had been in BevMo a couple of weeks prior and he commented on how he wanted a good bottle of scotch. I don’t get scotch but Gary does. He really wanted a nice scotch but wouldn’t buy it for himself. (And I think that if he, a 40 year old man, wants a bottle of scotch, he should have it!) So, I stopped by the scotch case, asked a nice young man to open it, chose a bottle of 18-year old Macallan, and added it in with my purchases.

Gary and I arrived home around the same time that evening. I instructed him to sit and rest his weary body… I had a surprise for him! I poured two fingers of scotch into a glass, told him to close his eyes, and held it under his nose. I could see his nostrils quiver when the aroma wafted up! He sipped, opened his eyes in surprise, and I told him what it was! And how he enjoyed it!!! I waited until he was well into the first glass before I mentioned my day of shopping.

“Oh and by the way, I bought a new dre….” “Huh?” he replied? “A new dress”, I said. He stared at me for a moment then simply said, “I don’t wanna know…”


Heh… Image