Today I met my friend Norma and her family in Oshkosh for a Thanksgiving meal at Primo, an Italian restaurant. Primo's gave us a long table in front of their big southern facing window. There's a garden out there and the remaining hardy mums shone in the sun. We didn't exactly have the traditional meal, we all ordered a wide assortment of food off the menu from salmon to pork loin.
It isn't the food that's important, it's the conversation. We caught up on gossip, talked music and books, and remembered the old days. Norma and I have been friends for 54 years so those days are old indeed.
Our intention was to go to the big St. Vincent de Paul store next door, but by the time we were talked out, St. Vinnie's was closed. Instead we went to a nearby thrift shop and looked around. I found a lovely pair of sandals. It's too late to wear them this year, but they will be perfect for summer's travels.
On the way back through Appleton, one more stop. Evan is now a Cub Scout and the primary rule of scouting seems to be "Thou shall sell things to the public." Girl Scouts sell cookies. Boy Scouts sell popcorn. Evan is handicapped by small family connections. His father was an only child. My relatives are scattered in far away places. His mother only had one brother. Tisha's family is small and most of the relatives are in Montana. It was up to this grandmother to buy popcorn.
I will be serving popcorn at my yearly Solstice party.
It isn't the food that's important, it's the conversation. We caught up on gossip, talked music and books, and remembered the old days. Norma and I have been friends for 54 years so those days are old indeed.
Our intention was to go to the big St. Vincent de Paul store next door, but by the time we were talked out, St. Vinnie's was closed. Instead we went to a nearby thrift shop and looked around. I found a lovely pair of sandals. It's too late to wear them this year, but they will be perfect for summer's travels.
On the way back through Appleton, one more stop. Evan is now a Cub Scout and the primary rule of scouting seems to be "Thou shall sell things to the public." Girl Scouts sell cookies. Boy Scouts sell popcorn. Evan is handicapped by small family connections. His father was an only child. My relatives are scattered in far away places. His mother only had one brother. Tisha's family is small and most of the relatives are in Montana. It was up to this grandmother to buy popcorn.
I will be serving popcorn at my yearly Solstice party.
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