Memoir: Wistful Wednesday
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mdlbearSome things I miss:
Sharing a bath with Colleen. Back before her arthritis made it difficult to get out of the bathtub (until finally it took her over an hour to get out of the tub -- that's when we decided to get a walk-in), one of our pleasures was sharing a bath. The bathroom in the master suite that we added on around the time our first kid was born had a lovely six-foot Jacuzzi tub. It was long enough to stretch out in, wide enough to be comfortable for Colleen, and had the spout in one corner so that neither of us had to sit with it poking into our back. sigh
Our st/rolls around the San Jose Municipal Rose Garden. It was an easy walk from our house, and when Colleen got her scooter it could go slightly faster than I could walk. Such a pleasure having to catch up with her rather than waiting for her to catch up.
Driving in circles. Big circles. Just for the sake of being together in the car. We hardly ever went anywhere in particular; all Colleen wanted was to be sitting next to me. One of our favorite loops went over to Santa Cruz, up the coast on SR 1 to San Francisco, and back home via I 280. It took about three hours. Or up 101 to something in San Francisco -- often the zoo -- and home via the coast.
Indian buffet dinners. We always had masala chai, and gulab jamun for dessert; the rest varied depending on what they had out, but almost always included tandoori chicken and chicken tikka masala. The Bay Area had -- still has, I guess -- a far better selection of Indian buffets than Seattle does.
Hsi Nan, the little Szechuan restaurant in the Town and Country shopping center on the Embarcadero just across El Camino from the Stanford campus. After we moved in together, it was an easy walk from our apartment. That's where we courted. We could walk in, give Louie, the owner, a price per person, and be sure of getting something wonderful. Glazed bananas. I've never had glazed bananas anywhere else (except at home, the few times we made them). Cook bananas in boiling sugar syrup at the hard-crack stage, then drop them into a bowl of ice water.
The Mandelbear's Memoirs
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Date: 2021-09-16 01:40 am (UTC)I know nothing's the same without Colleen. Please take care of yourself as she'd kick your tail if you don't.
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Date: 2021-09-16 04:51 am (UTC)Please take care of yourself as she'd kick your tail if you don't.
I know. And she made N promise to take care of me, so even if I don't...
Be well.
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Date: 2021-09-16 06:23 am (UTC)Hugs if you want them
Date: 2021-09-16 09:09 pm (UTC)Re: Hugs if you want them
Date: 2021-09-17 01:07 am (UTC)Thanks! Hugs are always welcome. Well, not while I'm driving, I guess.
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Date: 2021-09-17 01:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-09-17 03:20 am (UTC)You're welcome!
I've been trying to write some sort of memoir for quite a while now; it may finally be happening, in little chunks.
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Date: 2021-09-27 10:54 pm (UTC)