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So today I got up on less than two hours' sleep to accompany ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rushthatspeaks and Lucien to the latter's vet appointment in Woburn (with a stop in Teele Square for muffins along the way) and then in the late afternoon I accompanied Rush to their PT appointment in Assembly Square (with a stop in Davis Square for gyros on the way back) and despite two hours' downtime for work and grilled cheese in the midafternoon it has been a rather medical day.
There were two packages on the porch when we got home. I opened them to find that a mysterious benefactor off the internet had sent me a copy of Suzanne Gargiulo's Hans Conried: A Biography (2002) and a box of protein bars made with cricket flour. I am absolutely amazed. Thank you,internet benefactor ladymondegreen! The cricket bars come in four flavors and the frontispiece of the biography shows Conried arching an ineffably world-weary eyebrow. These are things that really make my day.
I am in Lexington now, helping my mother get the house ready for Pesach. I have just discovered that my great-grandmother's chopper and bowl are properly a hakmeser and shisl as seen in the photo at the head of the article, although hers has some very old cloth-backed tape wound round the handle to soften it.
The important things.
rushthatspeaks and Lucien to the latter's vet appointment in Woburn (with a stop in Teele Square for muffins along the way) and then in the late afternoon I accompanied Rush to their PT appointment in Assembly Square (with a stop in Davis Square for gyros on the way back) and despite two hours' downtime for work and grilled cheese in the midafternoon it has been a rather medical day.There were two packages on the porch when we got home. I opened them to find that a mysterious benefactor off the internet had sent me a copy of Suzanne Gargiulo's Hans Conried: A Biography (2002) and a box of protein bars made with cricket flour. I am absolutely amazed. Thank you,
ladymondegreen! The cricket bars come in four flavors and the frontispiece of the biography shows Conried arching an ineffably world-weary eyebrow. These are things that really make my day.I am in Lexington now, helping my mother get the house ready for Pesach. I have just discovered that my great-grandmother's chopper and bowl are properly a hakmeser and shisl as seen in the photo at the head of the article, although hers has some very old cloth-backed tape wound round the handle to soften it.
The important things.
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I have read the foreword, introduction, and I'm in the first chapter, and so far it's wonderful! The pictures alone are worth it. I have now seen what nineteen-year-old Hans Conried looked like, gangling half a foot taller than his father (and squinting with the sun in his eyes). He reminds me of tall nerdy kids I knew at Brandeis. My mother looked at the frontispiece and exclaimed, "He's beautiful!"