Friday, May 2, 2014

June. Astonish Me

Dear Friends,

So great having eight of us at Dubsdread Restaurant for our May gathering.  Thank you for hosting at such a fun and delicious place, Jackie, and sitting outside on the breezy porch was perfect.

We had a good discussion about the Orphan Train and appreciated the personal stories from Betty Ann and others whose parents were orphaned during this time.  We were all unaware that orphan trains existed, and it naturally led to a discussion about the current foster system and all of its shortcomings.  Interesting read!

Our June selection is ASTONISH ME by Maggie Shipstead (272 pp), and we will be meeting June 6 at Park Plaza Gardens.  It's summer so no hostess, but hoping whoever is in town can join us. 
According to one review, this "thrilling second book is an homage to, and expose of, the exhilarating, punishing world of ballet..and takes its inspiration from a real-life pas de deux:  Mikhail Baryshnikov's passionate affair with American socialite Christina Berlin." 

I will send out another reminder as we get closer to the date.  Please RSVP to Marlene.
Love to all--Marlene
 

May ... Orphan Train

Good morning, Ladies,

    Just a reminder that May's Book Lunch will be May 2 at The Tap Room at Dubsdread ( a little al fresco dining on the porch). If you have never been there, Dubsdread is on Par Street just before you get to Edgewater.  

We are reading "Orphan Train" by Christina Baker Kline. Please let me know if you will be able to join us. In the meantime stay dry today and I hope you all have a wonderful Easter!
 
 
   Jackie

Monday, March 17, 2014

March Booklunch.

Thank you Betty Ann for the beautiful ambiance you created for our gathering on Friday, and displaying the Robert Louis Stevenson books was perfect! 
 
And to Cynthia, Jane, and Betty Ann, thank you also for the delicious lunch.
 
Though our book wasn't loved by everyone and most thought it inferior to "Loving Frank", we still had a lively and interesting conversation which is what always happens when we get together.
 
Lisa and I will be hosting on April 4, and we will be reading "Defending Jacob" by William Landay. 
 
Missed you Sara and Susan, and looking forward to seeing everyone again very soon.
Hugs,  Marlene

Thursday, February 27, 2014

February Book Lunch

Ladies,
 
Greetings and Salutations from Windsor!
( Please forgive my "ipadding" of this email but I still haven't hooked up my laptop.)
Oh my goodness, i was in such a good mood all afternoon, just love being with you all. 
Thank you Beth for the event, the short ribs salad was amazing, the atmosphere fantastic. 
Thank you all for forgiving me not finishing the book. Can't wait to delve back into it. 
Thank you Donna Tartt. 
Next month, Betty Anne & Co will host us March 7th. Cynthia has said she might want to switch with whoever is hosting April or May? Ladies, I cant locate my calendar, so I pass this to you Cynthia, to communicate with those hostesses. 

Until then, enjoy the spring weather so envied by our northern friends!
 
Much love, sara

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Be Kind Anyway

The Paradoxical Commandments, by Kent M. Keith. 

Written on paper, posted on the wall in Mother Teresa's room.  Words she wanted to read over and over again. Humbling. Thank you Beth. 



Friday, January 10, 2014

Dear Life...

Dear Alice,

You capture the moment with so few words. Your stories aren't sparkly sizzlers, they are smoldering embers. They are everyday people.

They convey quiet resolve, loneliness, brief lapses in responsibilities, inner strength, realism, aging. 

They are our thoughts and indiscretions. 
Thank you Alice. 

Sincerely, The Lucky Thirteen



Dear Betty, 

We sit here nourished by your fresh greens and fruits, amazed by your transferred pie crusted quiche, spell bound by your heritage camellias, and elevated by the conversation all the fore mentioned inspired. 

Thank you for opening your home to us once again so graciously. We love first Fridays!

With fondness, The Lucky Thirteen




Dear Lucky Thirteen, 

If you weren't there today, we missed you. These stories were thoughtful and conversation-provoking. Linda found an interview with Alice, gathered after winning the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2013. 

If you were at Betty's to the end, you now know what a "selfie" is.

The TV show we talked about is Masterpiece Theatre's Mr. Selfridge (available on Netflix or iTunes). It's about Chicagoan Harry Selfridge (Jeremy Pivens) opening the cutting-edge Selfridge's department store in 1908 London. Lots of drama.  Reminds me totally of Downton Abbey, except London, more affairs, and retail. 

Most importantly, February's book is The Goldfinch, Donna Tartt. Lengthy, but worth it. 

  And YES Betty, gather us for a movie next week. Or anyone!

All the best, 
An Admirer




Friday, January 3, 2014

Dear Life: To Reach Japan

How's Dear Life going?
Munro is an author to savor, not to read on the beach or the in doctor's office or at the exercise bike. Unless those are your most thoughtful moments. Then go for it.
Heard from someone that the weren't moved by the first stories. I get it. That's why we read variety of books.

These are stories to mull over. To help us focus next Friday, could we try to pick out one story that talked to us? And highlight a sentence or two from that story to read Friday.

Let me tell you what kept going through my head last night at 3 AM. How much Greta (from the first story To Reach Japan) is like me.

Now, I have never done the "Gig with Greg" in the train compartment, nor "Hugged with Harris holding Roses" upon arrival in Toronto.
But I so so so often slip into the very behavior I don't want to do. I catch myself and tell myself, 'Never again.' (Like Greta when she lost Katy on the train, never again would she be irresponsible, cheat on Peter, loose Katy.)
Then faced with temptation that inner voice says, 'It's not so bad.' Greg says to Greta when they are starting their canoodling, 'It isn't us, it's some other people.' The serpent says to Eve as they eyed the apple, 'Did God really say you must not eat from any tree in the garden?'
Boom. Rationalization happens. I eat another cookie. I spread a little gossip. Greta falls into Harris' arms. Eve takes a bite.
Look downward.  Katy's hand is free from her mother's once again. Collateral damage.
Oh man.
And we feel for Greta. She has lived stifled. "That's what I do. I save myself up, most of the the time. Careful with Katy, careful with Peter."  Her thoughts on judgement at the party. She really did try to be a good mom to Katy.

Well, anyway. Thank you Munro for this glimpse into Greta's mind.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

For February's Book, the Goldfinch.

An article in CBS, thanks to Beth for sending this link. 

I know this is a month early, but we have always been a bit before our times, haven't we?

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Advent

 I know we are not a religious group, but we all celebrate Christmas I know that.

Here are three Christmas images that, to me, bring Christmas a little more personal.



This first one, you all recognize. You remember the moment lying there with that ultrasound wand poking your tender belly. And seeing the little image on the fuzzy screen. 














The second is a modern day Mary in southern California. By Patty Wickman. Symbols of the future. Love it. 



Friday, December 6, 2013

December Book Lunch... The Husband's Secret

Well... they all certainly had their secrets now, didn't they?

Pandora opened her box and BOOM-BOOM-BOOM out came this little secret, that little dirty lie, the other musky tidbit.

Cecilia opened her letter and BAM-BAM-BAM her world turned upside down. Good old John Paul wasn't quite the saint he was named after now was he?

Tess listened to Will and Felicity's admission of love and POW-POW-POW her job and entire life with husband and cousin were cast in a totally different light.

Rachel sitting in the hospital heard Cecilia whisper that "John Paul did it." KA-BOOM! What went through her mind? We don't think forgiveness. We think acceptance? Reconciliation? Understanding of her own mistake, compassion for John Paul's? Closure? And that closure leads to openness to life moving forward?

Could you forgive your daughter's murderer?
Could you forgive your husband's violent act, his fit of rage?
Could you forgive yourself a moment's vengeful act?

Liane Moriarity, you wrote a good story. You developed some good characters. We love Cecilia. We don't get Will. We ache for Rachel.

Liane Moriarity, well done. Not excellent. But well done. We will watch you develop over the years.



And who exactly are "we"? Our holly, jolly 2013 Christmas photo... We missed you Jane and Betty R. 

Knowing this was going to be a festive occasion as set out by the invite, our hostesses (Mary, Cathi, Rita and Betty V) opened up the fun with red and green Tomato-Basil Soup. (Get it, red and green?) Sliding into zesty Veal Picata, risotto and pancetta peas. Sipping some bubbly while relaxing over Sabayon with Forest Berries. Sparkling balls and reindeer. A photo of last Christmas to greet us. 

Ladies, you pulled out all the stops. And we thank you. Thank you. Thank you!

So, you are wondering, next month? Wonder no more. In fact we have chosen for January AND February. 

January 10th we will step outside our comfort zones and read a book of short stories. By 2013 Nobel Prize winner Alice Munro. Dear Life. Alice is thought as the best English language short story writer alive. At 84, she has said this is her last book. Let's dig in. Betty R and Jane are hosting us. 

Moving right along. Since the whole table gets starry-eyed when someone mentions the name 'Donna Tartt', we have to read her latest book. Just have to.  It took her 10 years to write this latest book. 784 pages. Yes, get up off the floor, it's a long one Edith. So we are announcing now, The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt is our book for February.
Ladies, enjoy the Christmas season. 

Friends, 
families, 
memories, 
adventures. 

Smiles, hugs, laughter. 

 Much love, sara













Friday, November 1, 2013

Me before You to The Husband's Secret

Jojo Moyes
Me before you. 



...I am me standing before you.
...I consider the needs of me before the needs of you.
...I used to consider the needs of me before those of you.
...From now on, I will not consider the needs of me before you.
...Does a mother, when thinking of her child, ever say "me before you?"
...I was a different me, before meeting you.
...When we die, it will be me before you.


We thought these all.
Great title.
JoJo Moyes, thank you for this book.
Mary, Jane, Jackie, Linda thank you for recommending.




Camilla Traynor, you aren't such a bad mom. Ice water runs in your veins, but boy you love your son.  You love him like a lioness in the Serengeti, not afraid to literally rend your own heart in two when it is done for Will. Wow.

Steven Traynor, can't really get a read on you. Except you do get your son, and understand what he has to do. You will move on.

Will, I know people like you.  Like you were. My heart aches for you. You evolve into the very definition of a tragic hero.. Rescuing Lou as you slip away. Holding her up above the crashing waves, so she is safe and alive while you drown. A tragic hero.

Lou, love your spark. Love your willingness to give it your all. To be vulnerable. To love. To live. To move forward. I forgive you for your middle-school selfishness on the airplane back from Mauritius. You aren't perfect. The author, and Camilla, gave you a chance to redeem yourself. Should we all have a chance to redeem ourselves of momentary selfishnesses....  At the end, you have become a woman who embraces life. Just like in a romance novel....


Linda's cooking was superb.
 Julia Childs has nothing on you!
Cream of artichoke soup topped with marscapone and pancetta, spinach salad, samosas with coriander sauce.
Sprinkles of Lindor chocolates for dessert.
No one does leeks like you do, and I admire that.

Thank you Linda for the delishiousness!
Thank you all for the 12:15 sit down time.
And what a clean up crew! We all work together seamlessly.
Yippee Doodle!



So next month, Liane Moriarty's The Husband's Secret. December 6 at Interlachen. You will be hearing from a hostess.

Until then.... shhhhh!






Friday, October 4, 2013

Book lunch lunch on The Burgess Boys.

Elizabeth Strout's The Burgess Boys.

Oh how my soul sings having seen you all here today.
Loved it.
Just loved it all!

Recipes of our non-dairy, non-gluten, packed with anti-inflammatories, anti-oxidants, anti-cholesterols, and pro-biotics soup and salad are printed at the bottom of this blog post.

Now onto the soul.
And the book.

Forgiveness.
Forgiveness of others.
Forgiveness of ourself.

When you are able to view an individual person as a human being with a beating heart and wounded soul, your preconceived notions of that person are sometimes put on the shelf. To make way for truth.

And then you can forgive.

What's the deal with Somalia? Now I know.
Civil war.
Abject poverty.
Palpable sadness.
Bad rulers.
Not enough food.
Not enough safety.

Article from Lewiston Maine, regarding the past 10 years of Somali immigration to Lewiston.
Population of this town is 10% Somali.

Don't you just love Bob. Flawed, but oh so loveable.
So many secrets. And lies.
But these three Burgess kids, they stuck together.
Didn't like it. But they stuck together.

Perception and assumptions can color adulthood and the roles we choose.

What color is Jim to you? Bob? Susan? Helen?
Jim is Bright Red.
Bob is Light Blue.
Susan is Stark old fashioned hospital corridor Green, of course.
And elegant Helen is Camelhair beige.

In the movie, Helen would be Meryl Streep 20 years ago, Jim is played by John Hamm, and Bob is unanimously Philip Seymour Hoffman.
I forget who Susan was.


Forgiveness.
Parallel stories of forgiveness.
Thank you Elizabeth Strout.

Next month, Me before You, by Jojo Moyes.
See you Nov 1!




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Creamy Curried Cauliflower Soup
Adapted from Smitten Kitchen, Serves 6-8

2 tablespoons coconut oil (can use olive oil)
2 medium yellow onions, thinly sliced
4 cloves garlic, minced (can leave this out)
2 16 oz bags frozen organic cauliflower florets
3 cups chicken broth (2 double Knorr’s Chicken Bouillon cubes in 3 cups water)
4 to 7 teaspoons curry spices (see note)
2 cups coconut milk
Salt and Pepper to taste (be generous with the freshly cracked pepper)

Optional for garnish:  ¼ cup roasted pepitas or cashews (350 for 5 minutes)

Heat oil in a large pot over medium heat until shimmering. Cook the onion until soft and translucent, 8-9 minutes.

Reduce heat to low, add garlic and cook for 2 additional minutes.

Add curry spices, cook an additional minute, until they start to give off aroma.

Add cauliflower, broth . Bring pot to a boil over medium-high heat,  then reduce the heat to low. Simmer until cauliflower is tender, about 15-17 minutes.

Use an immersion blender to purée the soup right in the pot. Stir in the coconut milk, warm the soup. Taste, then add more salt, pepper, spices if you’d like.

Note: Curry Spices. The amount and mixture depends on your taste. If you are unsure, use 4 teaspoons Spice Islands Curry Powder to start.
2 teaspoons Spice Islands Curry Powder
1 teaspoon Tumeric
1 teaspoon Cumin
1 teaspoon Coriander

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Fennel, Arugula and Pomegranate Salad
Adapted from Bon Appetit, November 2008, Serves 4 to 6

1 large fennel bulb, thinly sliced
2 large heads belgian endive, thinly sliced
1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil
Juice of ½ lemon

6 cups arugula (about 4 ounces)
1 cup thinly sliced green onions
1/4 cup thinly sliced mint leaves
2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar
salt and pepper

½ cup walnuts, coarsely chopped
½ cup pomegranate seeds

Toss fennel, endive, 1 tablespoon olive oil, lemon juice in medium bowl or ziploc baggie. Sprinkle with 1/4 teaspoon salt. Keep refrigerated. (Planning ahead? I did this a few hours before serving.)

Right before serving, combine arugula, green onions, mint, vinegar, and 2 tablespoons olive oil in large bowl; toss. Season with salt and pepper.

Divide dark greens among plates.
Top with fennel and endive mix.
Sprinkle pomegranate seeds and walnuts over, with panache.



Thursday, August 8, 2013

There once were fourteen ladies from Winter Park


There once were fourteen ladies from Winter Park,
Who each month on an adventure did embark.
They read books, they debate.
Such scrumptious food, they lick the plate.
They've evolved into a Winter Park landmark!


Friday, June 7, 2013

June Book Lunch (behind beautiful forevers, Entry 3)

1 1/2 minute video of Annawadi, click here
Asha
Ladies,

My head is spinning.

Quite the crowd for June (10 of us), quite the enthusiasm for conversation, quite the food (thank you Jackie and WPRC), quite the Book Lunch (thank you everyone!)

behind the beautiful forevers is definitely a book I am glad to have read.

As the book's cover said, it was life in a slum of Mumbai. It was death. Many kinds of deaths.

None of us saw the "hope" as mentioned on the book's cover.

We tried to look for it, maybe saw it for a season in Sunil or Manju, but not when you looked at their entire lives.

 Hope in Abdul when he chose to stop selling stolen goods. He wanted to be something better.

A great passage:
“...and maybe because of the boiling April sun, he thought about water and ice. Water and ice were made of the same thing. He thought most people were made of the same thing, too. He himself was probably a little different from the corrupt people around him. Ice was distinct from - and in his view, better than - what it was made of. He wanted to be better than what he was made of. In Mumbai's dirty water, he wanted to be ice. He wanted to have ideals.”


This conviction to take the high road disappeared as he saw he couldn't afford to feed himself and his family. “I tell Allah I love Him immensely, immensely. But I tell Him I cannot be better, because of how the world is.”

A moment of hope at the end,  when Boo mentions that, in this cesspool of Annawadi, what's remarkable is that there are any moments of goodness. And there are. They shine like the stars in the sky over the steamy, black water.

What to do to help people climb up out of poverty? First of all, ensure there's a structure in place free of corruption so they are able to climb up.

Some beautiful paragraphs.

We feel very lucky we live in the USA.

Cynthia brought a NYT article on Amma (Mata Amritanandamayi). She is another side of India, a side of hope and love.  Unconditional love  “Love is our true essence. Love has no limitations of caste, religion, race or nationality. We are all beads strung together on the same thread of love.” —Amma

So for July, no book chosen. Many discussed.

The date, July 5 or 12. Email me to tell me if you could come to either July 5 or 12.. I will (tomorrow) email out the count of which date gets the most attending. Here at my house. Brown bag lunch style (I will provide water/iced tea.)

Stay cool and dry ladies...
love ya sara









Tuesday, June 4, 2013

behind the beautiful forevers, finished part 3 (entry 2)

Closed the book.
Placed it on the table next to me, folding a page corner to keep my place.

Just finished Part 3, 'a little wildness.'

Part 2 was 'the business of burning.'
Remember the burning?

One more part remains, 'up and out.'
Is it a person who rises up and out?
Will Abdul rise up, move out? Or will it be Manju? Or Mirchi?
Could it possibly be Sunil?
I'm rooting for Abdul.
But probability says it will be Manju.

The beginning chapters were sad stories. These 'undercitizens 'made the best of their plights. Sad, but they were survivors.  I'm rooting for them.

Now, in these past few pages, too many of Annawadi's people have been unfairly treated. Not just bad luck, but press their noses into the mud and smear it. Intentionally. Oh man. Beatings by police, corruption left and right... in the police and charities as well as in your community. Corruption is the river that propels India's commerce forward, this book is saying.

And me, just a simple reader of these stories. I think I have become immune to the horror of the injustices.  I read through their sad sad tales too quickly.

The first recounting of a bribe required for the wheels of justice to churn forward, I cringed. The first seemingly random act of unkindness, I paused. Thankful for my life. Thankful for my country. Thankful I'm sitting in Winter Park, not Mumbai. Not sitting in a 6' x 10' shack calling it my home.

Having read chapter after chapter of corruption and unfairness, have I become less compassionate? Do their stories move me less?  Kalu was brutally killed. I read on. Sanjay died drinking rat poison. Turn the page.

There's enough heartache one one page to fuel an entire novel.

How do you stay human in Annawadi?
How do you stay attuned to compassion, when you really need to close off your emotions to survive?

As inured to each individual's heartache as I thought I was becoming, had to step away from the pages for a breath of air.

Place the book on the table next to me.

When do they ever get a moment to breathe?
Why are tears welling up in my eyes?

Saturday, June 1, 2013

behind the beautiful forevers, finished part 1 (entry 1)

I have finished the first quarter of behind the beautiful forevers. 

May I say that I personally applaud an author who decides to NOT capitalize a title. 


Got to add a map ... 
I like it.
Didn't quite know what to expect.

The author, Katherine Boo, writes with the voice of Abdul, a teenager living in shanty-town-by-the-Mumbai-Airport Annawadi.

A garbage scavenger and seller.

But he doesn't know much of a different life that the one he's living. He does know that he wants better, but not certain what that is.

Taking a deep breath,  reading about corruption. "...for the poor of the country, corruption was one of the genuine opportunities that remained."

Putting the book down for a moment, looking at my home. At my life, my delightfully stable and fairy tale life.  One family lives in a aluminum thrown together shack measuring 6' by 10'.

That's just slightly larger than the batter's box.

Or look at one of your 8' x 10' rugs, and subtract 2'.

Humbling.

The instinct for survival affects our moral baseline.

And I already know from where she took the title....

Friday, May 3, 2013

May book lunch: Ghana Must Go // behind the beautiful forevers

Thank you Cathi and Cynthia.
Delicious lunch. Gracious setting. Elegantly served.

The grande finale,  desserts from Ghana.
Banana-Peanut Bread and Strawberry Fool.
Fool is the best. Even those of us who don't dessert, took a bite.

Heavenly. Thank you!

Ah the book. Well once again I was the outlier. Everyone loved it. Just loved it. But me.

Loved the story of strong Fola, whose husband left her as a poor immigrant in America with four little kids. He was fired, didn't deserve it, tried to fix it, couldn't, so he left.

 In the discussion, they loved the entanglements of the damaged lives and relationships amongst the four kids and those two parents.

Gripping storyline. Fullness of characters. Abusive relationships, bulimia. In the end, as in the beginning, the father Kweku, dies. Married to Ama who is satiable. Broken hearted he doesn't try to save himself. A picture of young African immigrants' lives in America today.

Ling's father doesn't want her to marry Olu because in his mind, African men have taken over Asians as being great doctors, but African men aren't loyal to their families. He wants to protect his daughter.

 Sadie, Fola's favorite, blossoms through dance. Fola is strong.

Kweku's slippers, hiding the signs of an impoverished childhood, return at the end to Fola. Unsatiable Fola.

Beautifully written. Glimpse into the life of African immigrants' lives.

Did I hit on most points discussed? This book proved fodder for a solid hour of energetic conversation. That was cool.

Hope the next one does too. I think it will.

For June we are reading, with no capital letters in the title:

behind the beautiful forevers, by Katherine Boo.

Non-fiction, but why not?  It's the exceptions that define the rules...

;)

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Map of Ghana (Entry 1)



Launching off into a new book can be like embarking on a trip.

Sometimes you want to just start walking, see where you end up.

Sometimes you want a map.

Just depends.

Personally I like maps.

Don't always look at them, but nice to know it's in my pocket.

Bon Voyage!

Chicago Entry 3




Enjoying 5 " of sun while on arch. boat tour of Chicago.  Great city for world-class arch.

This blue glass building along the river is intended to echo the river's curves.

Using every moment.- even got to Chicago History Museum and diorama of 1871 Fire.


Most incredible stained glass museum.  Tiffany glass collection beyond superb.  Taking me back to N Park Ave.

This is "Field of Lilies"

Love to Fiery Five and all back home











This is how I want my salad served at home from now on.
Okay Mike?










So as all good things must come to an end, we WELCOME our ladies back to their homes.

Can't wait to hear details. Rest in the moments. A sigh of joy for your travels.

Much love, sara