A Luminous Halo

"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end." --Virginia Woolf

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Location: Springfield, Massachusetts, United States

Smith ’69, Purdue ’75. Anarchist; agnostic. Writer. Steward of the Pascal Emory house, an 1871 Second-Empire Victorian; of Sylvie, a 1974 Mercedes-Benz 450SL; and of Taz, a purebred Cockador who sets the standard for her breed. Happy enough for the present in Massachusetts, but always looking East.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

What I Had for Lunch Today: Tian

Today was a Mattunes concert at Maggie's. Lunch was cooked by the supremely talented Greg, who can make anything and everything in the kitchen, including the kitchen sink, literally. (There's remodeling and there's remodeling. Who makes the sink from scratch??)

We had tian, corn salad, pickles (yes, homemade), and a terrific yeasty bread drizzled with olive oil. Dessert was biscotti and coffee. Sandwiched in between was a primo concert by the Pioneer Consort, a trio who play a variety of stringed instuments, mainly violin, cello and banjo or banjar. If you want to know what a banjar sounds like, buy one of their albums. Money well spent. I did, and I ran right home and played it a couple of times. Makes me want to have a secret tryst, just so I can hire them to play gypsy music at a candlelit tête-à-tête.

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