SOLSC 2014: Thanksgiving Food Memories

Each Tuesday, a slice of life is shared at Two Writing Teachers.

Many Thanksgivings were spent traveling to our great aunt and uncle’s house in Adelanto, CA. I wrote a pome about our trips HERE.

This year I’m traveling to Southern California to be with my brother on Thanksgiving Day. I believe the last time we were together for Thanksgiving, he was in high school.

This brought up a discussion about favorite seasonal foods. It started with a question about what he’s like to have as a food from our childhood Thanksgivings. He responded mincemeat pie.

Mincemeat pie? I hate mincemeat pie. I honestly thought he’d say this dish:

IMG_1421.JPGBleu-Cheese-Tomato-Soup-Cauliflower Casserole

Our Great Aunt Blanche made this dish every Thanksgiving since I remember. And when she couldn’t make it anymore, our mother made it. And now I make it. Autumn isn’t complete without it.

Surely my brother forgot about this delicious dish. So I texted him. “Hey, what about the Bleu-cheese-tomato-soup-cauliflower casserole?”

His response? “Eww, it’s the reason why I don’t eat cauliflower!”

Wow. It’s funny how our memory shapes us. I had no idea his distain for this dish and cauliflower. We haven’t been together for this holiday in over forty years so of course, the conversation never happened before now.

So I made the casserole last Sunday for book club. There wasn’t much left. But whenever I cook it the memories of Thanksgivings past return. The smell brings me back to that tiny kitchen. The hour long trip to the high desert, the adults preparing the food, and investigating all the treasures of their home flood my mind.

What Thanksgiving food memory do you have?

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PAD 3-8: Fall Rondelet and Others

Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect suggested writing a Rondelet for the Poetry Stretch. It took me all week but I accomplished it:

When the rains come
tree branches bend, oak leaves twirl down.
When the rains come
rubber boots and slickers appear,
people scurry about the town.
I watch from the window spellbound
when the rains come.

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Serve over the net
Call it
As mine
For the dig
High five

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fog mist
nothing but
red tail lights

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dark clouds gather
wind picks up
cries not heard

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Nimble, agile
Running, kicking, sacking
Quarterback, Fullback, Halfback, Safety

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maple leaves
flat black rock
the table is set

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Naomi Shihab Nye suggests to write your observations down and bank them.

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PAD 2: Remembering

Yesterday was All Saint’s Day.

Remembering those
whose earthly journey ended
during the past year

In my thoughts, Shirley and Uncle John along with those who passed before you.

Love to you and your families who experienced the loss.

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Poem a Day(PAD 1): More Zeno

It’s November. Are you participating in NaNOWriMo? Actually I am not however, in the past I have tried participating in “Poem A Day.” Looking at past Novembers, I haven’t been the most consistent in writing. It’s good to have a challenge.
Now I am finishing up my middle grade children’s novel for the Darcy Pattison Novel Revision Retreat in January. The manuscript is due for exchange the end of this month. I seem to do better with challenges on my plate.
So for the first day of November, I am rather smitten with the Zeno form. This is my third this week:

Shortening days, lengthening nights,
foggy mornings,

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SOLSC2014: Halloween Costumes

Each Tuesday a community of writers shares a slice of life at Two Writing Teachers. So grateful to participate in this community.

Circa 1961 with brother and Grandmother.
When I look at this photo, I wonder if I really trick or treated with that mask on the whole time. How could I see with that mask covering my face? How could my brother see? The costume probably wasn’t made of flame retardant in 1961.

The neighborhood where this home was a fun one to go trick or treating. First we’d walk down the block and then up and around. The houses were terraced so it was a bit of a hike.

This photo is perhaps the only one I have with a Halloween costume. My favorite costume, the one I remember the best, is the one my mother made me. Most likely it was the year before this photo.

My mother created a pumpkin costume. She dyed a sheet orange. On the top and bottom she sewed a seam for drawstrings and left arm hole spaces. With a black felt pen, she created the face. I wore black tights and a black shirt. To “plump me up”, the bottom drawstring was cinched up. Then my parents wadded up newspaper and stuff their little pumpkin.

I so wish I had a photo. Living in Southern California meant that Halloween weather was often not very cold. That Halloween was warm. Did you know that newspaper makes very good insulation. So about half way through trick or treating, I had to slim down the pumpkin so I wasn’t so warm.

I think about this costume every Halloween. These days, I dress as Grandma Spider, a name given to me by my grand girls for my fascination with spiders. I love wearing all black with my spider jewelry and hair accessories. Our school doesn’t go out for this holiday but I am able to wear my spider regalia.

Do you remember a childhood costume?

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SOLS14: First Autumn Storm


Each Tuesday a community of writers shares a slice of life at Two Writing Teachers. So grateful for the opportunity.
Yep, I am a day late. I vowed to write this week because I didn’t last week.

The days are getting darker and shorter. It’s becoming the time in which I arrive to school in darkness and leave in darkness. Today the first big storm of autumn arrived.

Days like these make the library more popular. Kids want to hang out where its dry and warm. It’s icky that the library is a pretty big space and can be used for multiple purposes during the day.

I left home without a jacket this morning. It was drizzling and somewhat warm. By the end of the day I regretted the lack of a jacket as the rain was of puddles proportions. I am not a fan of umbrellas but luckily I had one in the trunk of the car.

The rain will bring the leaves to the ground. The wind will pick up tonight. I love days like these. I love this darkness time we are entering into on these fall days. It won’t be long until the days begin to lengthen once more. This is the time to cocoon and reflect.

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SOLSC 2014: Time to Read

It’s Tuesday. Time to share a slice at Two Writing Teachers.

This coming Sunday is my book club. We re reading The Boys in the Boat by Daniel James Brown. It’s the story of the 1936 eight oar rowing team from the University of Washington. It’s an interesting read when I get to sit down and read.

My challenge has been reading time over the last two weeks! It seems like every night has been filled with meetings. And last weekend was crazy busy with events that were dear to me but oh to have time to read. I feel like I am running a marathon to find a few minutes to read a page to two.

Then I remember what Donalyn Miller in Reading in the Wild about having your book with you. It’s then I am glad for the Kindle app on my phone because I can read brown’s book. I’m not one for ereaders but in situations where I want to grab a few minutes, the Kindle is perfect.

How do you find time to read? How do you sneak it in?

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