Quatre beaux chiens

Two Chihuahuas a Papillon, a Pomeranian.
Lucca, Cally, Chrissy, Oreo. Respectively.

-- Post From My iPhone

discovered

Discovering this piece of paper lodged in an old Paris Review (with works by Oz, Richard Ford, Oates) is smile-inducing. But it was a different context entirely as I remember buying this train ticket at the RER station at CDG upon discovering that the last flight (United? Air Canada?) that I was trying to hop on- standby- was full with no chance in he'll of getting out of Paris that day; NYC and job was waiting.

Oh shit! is what one utters reflexively, appropriately-- or MERDE! if you are so inclined as your head scrambles for options. One learns that in fact there are numerous flights yet waiting to leave Heathrow that are reasonably empty, even in Business class. So the stress- frantic opting that probably induced a whopper of a headache- gradually turns to a quiet resignation, to a semblance of relaxation. There is comfort in arriving at the singularity of a solution: use the high speed train thru the Chunnel, and arrive at the Waterloo Station in London then hop on another train to Heathrow.

The whole business becomes a footnote and over time forgotten until one discovers, between pages of Richard Ford being interviewed this July 4th weekend.

-- Post From My iPhone

i dont understand sanford's wife

a funny re-telling by gail collins from the NYTimes: [maureen dowd did same]

"Then Sanford, who has been in an extremely peculiar mode ever since his return, gave that interview in which he described his trips to New York with Chapur. He said the most recent one occurred earlier this year and was approved by his wife, Jenny (Not the Soul Mate) Sanford under the theory that her husband only wanted to see his lover in order to break up with her.

Serving as chaperone was a “spiritual adviser,” who I hope was given enough downtime to enjoy a nice dinner and take in some sights. Chinatown is fun.

The revelations about that New York trip throw a new and interesting light on Sanford’s jaunt to Buenos Aires, for which he apparently also sought his wife’s blessing. I think I speak for us all when I say that no spouse is allowed more than one officially sanctioned goodbye visit to his mistress. Especially since there was apparently no spiritual counselor invited on the Argentina leg, an oversight that I’m sure was because of the expense."

dinner. olive oil-poached salmon w/ chile-cilantro dressing

dinner and work

[top] a quick dinner of poulet rôti avec vin de riz et moutarde de Dijon, sur les épinards et champignons
[bot] work: prepping two slabs of home-cured salmon lox for the weekend visitors.

weekend grub

homemade one-dish meal. saturday

a semblance of the oft-ordered vietnamese rice noodle bowl dish topped with beef, cilantro, green onions. a version here.