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April 19, 2000
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wine dinner or is that wine for dinner? The company served ice cream bars in the courtyard today. No one really knew why. Orders from on high. I ate one but I shouldn't have. Ate lunch at the Renaissance hotel. We were going to go to the fancier restaurant. It wasn't open. The regular coffee shop fare wasn't bad. But not as good as Edge City Cafe or Texas French Bread. One of the Nancys accompanied me. I found a journal where a guy exhibited pictures of his injuries from a car accident. So there. Take that all who complained about pictures of my poison ivy. (OK, so no one actually DID complain.) The poison ivy continues to feel about the same. When I go out in the heat (it was hot and sticky today) it bothers me more. Sometimes I forget about it for long periods. I'm not thrilled with this rash. But it isn't consuming me. I'm used to being 'At War with My Skin' as, I believe, John Updike said in describing his psoraisis, a disease I share with him. A moment of silence as a tribute to Chalow's Vet, Dr. Tim McLeod, who died peacefully in his sleep at age 80. He still practiced. If there is a divine hand, it smiles on this man and approves of the good care and gentle exits he provided for so many pets. I hope Oscar and Lucky give him a welcome in another world. We went to a Frog's Leap Winery dinner tonight. John Williams, the owner and vintner and marketeer ("we don't have enough money to have different people") told corny jokes and visited with people. They do all organic gardening at Frog's Leap and from the 'LeapFrogMilch' (I warned you about corny) passed with apps to the '97 Cabernet with the fifth course, they tasted fresh and were full of varietal flavors. The Chardonnay didn't reek of oak and didn't taste like you'd accidentally gotten into the melted butter. Elmar's (Prambs, exec. chef) menu was brilliant and very tasty. Especially tomatoes three ways (cherry, delicious sliced yellow and fried green) with a great basil lemon viniagrette. And the Stuffed Bobwhite Quail with Black Truffle Risotto. Those two dishes would have done it for me. I ate all the Pan Seared Snapper, though. Didn't make it beyond a few tastes of the Venison and dessert. Other people did, though. (Maybe I shouldn't have had that Ice Cream in the afternoon.) I got new glasses. I tried to take my picture in them but it looked goofy (imagine that). They are very cool and on the gray side of blue and pretty plain. I like them. I think I can see better, too. Both for reading and distance. (They are the bifocals that don't admit it with an obvious line. I've been wearing them long enough that they don't make me feel old anymore. I don't think about glasses really, they just go on in the morning, off for bed. Take a spare pair when you travel. So far, not the least tempted to have surgery.)
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"Life is a disease; and the only difference between one man and another is the stage of the disease at which he lives." George Bernard Shaw, Back to Methuselah |
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new blooms in our yard...trumpeter plants
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