Monday, August 31, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
I almost have everything purchased. It's just the time I can't buy...
I have been wanting these bar stools for the island but at $179.99 a pop (on sale even) I thought maybe I should find an alternative. I have a vintage metal chair that pulls out into a step stool. It is very cool and I think it would look great but I need two of them. I actually had two but I let one go at my mom's estate sale. I figured I didn't need it. What was I thinking?? So now I have to go another route and these are it. Cute, yes?
Or these. But they are even more expensive.
But then, I stumbled upon this website. This chair has similar lines. And with its leather seat, it may just be more comfortable for those little fannies in my house. A fun color of spray paint will take these a long way. And the best part? $86.99 each - two are still less expensive than one of the others.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
I remember there was a family in my town that had problems. Who doesn't? But really, this was serious. My mom, seeing their situation only in passing, stopped by their house and asked if the kids could come and play. She loaded them all up in the car, 5 of them I think, and brought them home to us. We rode the school bus with these kids. My mom grilled hamburgers, set out potato salad, chips, cookies, and fruit. They ate like they had never had a meal. They had food at home but they were not allowed to eat. A terrible situation. My mom stuffed them until they couldn't eat another bite and then they played -all day into the evening, building forts with hay bales, climbing trees, riding horses and coming back to the picnic table for another chip.
She cried after she dropped them back at their home when the kids said to her, "We'll never forget this as long as we live." They were not allowed to come back to us. Later we heard that the state took them away from their house and to another foster home. We prayed it was better this time.
Food is comforting. But it is also comforting to know that when it is served to you from friends or family it is done out of love. Food heals hearts and minds. It lets you forget the day for a moment. It makes you happy, so simply happy.
And when it is something that is so delicious, and you bite in to it, your eyes widen with delight. It begs you to ask for its recipe so you can continue the cycle of nourishing hearts and minds.
I think that's what food really does...
Sunday, August 9, 2009
At the Plaka in Athens.