Monday, July 04, 2005
So I'm sitting out on the deck loooking at the woods behind my condo, trying not to spill my gin & tonic on the keyboard as I unwind. This has been a week I would not wish on anyone (well, at least anyone I like). Never again will I laugh at the phrase "it's not brain surgery." It was. Twice in 36 hours. And today, miraculously, my mother is sitting up in a chair looking at the boats on the Hudson from her hotel - uh - hospital -- room, and complaining about the food. I don't blame her. Disgusting. Get this: the doctors and nurses encourage the families to bring in food from outside so that the patients will want to eat
. But enough about this: I imagine there will be enough fodder for some interesting artwork one of these days. But not yet.
I found an eggplant that had not yet completely rotted (see an earlier post) in the week I've been pretty much living at Columbia Presbyterian hospital in NYc. Put it on the grill and will hope to make baba ganouj tonight. I found this great recipe for syrian thingies made from ground beef, allspice, cinnamon, hot pepper, lemon, etc. and they are in the fridge on the skewers my ex-husband brought home from Turkey 35 or 40 years ago. But I digress...
Time to take the eggplant off the grill and put the syrian thingies on. I will return at some point when I come up for air.
Love to all of you.
at 5:40 PM