slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Marvelous meals
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I’ve needed to go to the lake since mid June. It’s the place I am drawn to when my heart needs healing. Usually I need a few days by myself, but Sandy knows to give me my space when we are there. With Diego’s short life prognosis and Pablocito suddenly being the only mammal at…
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On Monday, many places were closed, and we spent a lot of time just hanging out and reading and watching a long Mexican farce on Netflix. Sandy decided to get on a city bus and just ride around to see wherever it took him. I found a little art supply store just around the corner…
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We began Saturday with a slow walk uphill on this street. So many shops and galleries were open now. One of the shops we visited was a print shop with many fine relief prints and artist books for sale. We talked to the employee there and her brother for a long time, and I laid…
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Finally, the streets came alive for the weekend. Suddenly there were lots of doors opened into sweet little shops and cafes. We began to get more familiar with our surroundings. I loved taking photos of doors. I may have to weave some doors soon, and I’ll do a post with only door photos. We walked…
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We decided to begin using Uber rides to get uphill to the center of town and walking back down to the hotel. This worked really well in Mexico, as compared to our Uber tribulations in Portugal last year. We never had a problem. First we found lunch at a pretty little courtyard cafe named Marluz.…
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We cleaned up our AirBnB a bit, left behind the few groceries we bought but never ate, and headed to the train station. There was a larger chain grocery in the train station, and I went in to get us a bite to eat for lunch. This was the first grocery with a meat and…
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Welp, Sandy took me out for a huge seafood feast at Full Moon Oyster Bar last night. The oysters were some of the best I ever tasted. This was taken before the meal, but I joked on Facebook that he just saw the bill. Another reason we belong together – we are both goofs. When…
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When I arrived in Portland, Oregon on the evening of August 21, I was met by my ray of sunshine friend, Cat. We went to her beau’s place, where he grilled succulent wild king salmon for us in the courtyard of his Pearl District apartment building. We relaxed with wine outside while he serenaded us…
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After two years, I finally managed to pick a ripe Cherokee Purple tomato from the Back Forty. This is what should always be done with the first sun-warmed tomato from your garden: Sandy and I have gone out to eat a little more than usual lately. Here’s our supper on the upper patio at M’Coul’s.…
slowly she turned 