It’s
after noon, I’ve been up for hours, and I’m still not awake. Still
groggy from all the Dreamtime activity! This is the week for familiar dreams, I
guess; I must have some unfinished subconscious biz that needs addressing or a
lesson that needs learning….
Anyway,
here are some Weekend Eve thoughts:
- Dimmers
for lights.
- Onion
domes and stained-glass windows against a forest setting.
- Pails
of first-run sap
- Quilted
kitchen appliance covers.
- Raisin
sauce.
My
FIVE THINGS TO BE HAPPY ABOUT:
- Good
customer service.
- Homemade
‘stone soup.’
- The
mail-order catalog from The Vermont Country Store ~ “Purveyors of the Practical
and Hard-to-Find.” (In which you can still buy Evening of Paris perfume in the
little blue bottle. Remember seeing that on the shelves at Woolworth’s? You can get a catalog mailed to you, too!)
- Miniature
yellow Legal pads. (They are as much fun to write lists on as thin-lined
steno pads. I get goosebumps just thinking about it.)
- Drawing
a pretend tattoo with a Sharpie™ marker.
Your FIVE THINGS TO BE
HAPPY ABOUT:
(Because I’d love to know.)
SOMETHING
(I think is) COOL:
‘Stone
soup’ you say? Here’s the story, courtesy of Stone Soup Magazine. (There is a BUNCH of interesting info about the tale on the magazine's site. Check it out!)
The
Original Stone Soup Story from 1808,
“To Make Stone Soup”
A
traveler, apparently wearied, arrived one morning at a small village that lies
to the north of Schauffhausen, on the road toe Zurich, in Switzerland. A good
woman sat spinning and singing at the door of her cottage; he came up to her;
talked first about the roughness of the roads, and then of the prospect of a
luxuriant vintage along the banks of the Rhine: at last he asked her if she had
any fire?
“To
be sure I have! How should I dress my dinner else?”
“Oh,
then,” said the Traveler, “as your pot is on, you can give me a little warm
water.”
“To
be sure I can! But what do you want with warm-water?”
“If you will lend me a
small pot,” said the Traveler, “I’ll show you.”
“Well!
you shall have a pot. There, now what do you want with it?”
“I
want, said the Traveler, “to make a mess of stone soup!”
“Stone soup!” cried
the woman, “I never heard of that before. Of what will you make it?”
“I
will show you in an instant,” said the man. So untying his wallet, he produced
a large smooth pebble. “Here,” he cried “is the principal ingredient. Now toast
me a large slice of bread, hard and brown. Well, now attend to me.”
The
stone was infused in warm water; the bread was toasted, and put into the pot
with it. “Now,” said the Traveler, “let me have a bit of bacon, a small
quantity of sauerkraut, pepper, and salt, onions, celery, thyme.” In short, he
demanded all the necessary materials.
The
good woman had a store cupboard and a well cropped garden; so that these were
procured in an instant, and the cookery proceeded with great success. When it
was finished, the kind hostess, who had watched the operation with some
anxiety, and from time to time longed to taste the soup, was indulged. She
found it excellent. She had never before tasted any that was so good. She
produced all the edibles that her cottage afforded; and spreading her table,
she, with the Traveler, made a hearty meal, of which the stone soup formed a
principal part.
When
he took his leave, he told the good woman, who had carefully washed the stone,
that as she has been so benevolent to him, he would, in return, make her a
present of it.
“Where
did you get it?” said she.
“Oh,”
he replied, “I have brought it a considerable way; and it is a stone of that
nature, that if be kept clean, its virtue will never be exhausted, but, with
the same ingredients, it will always make as good a soup as that which we have
this day eaten.”
The
poor woman could hardly set any bounds on her gratitude; and she and the
Traveler parted highly satisfied with each other. Proud of this discovery, she,
in general terms, mentioned it to her neighbors. By this means the recipe was
promulgated; and it was in the course of many experiments at length found, that
other pebbles would make as good soup as that in her possession. The viand now
became fashionable through the Canton, and was indeed so generally approved, as
to find its way to most of the peasants’ tables, where stone stoup used
frequently be served as the first dish.
Wikipedia has this to add: “Stone Soup is an old folk story in
which hungry strangers compel the local people of a town into sharing their
food. In varying traditions, the stone has been replaced with other common
inedible objects, and therefore the fable is also known as button soup, wood
soup, nail soup, and axe soup.” I DID NOT KNOW THIS.
Stone Soup is a fun recipe
to make with kids. My own Girlz and I used to make it
together on occasion. And you’d be surprised how relatively easy it is to get
young picky-eaters to eat some veggies if you let them have a hand in their
preparation.
LIFE
AT TUMBLEDOWN:
I
walked in to the Village yesterday to buy some local honey at the co-op. On the
way home I passed a Goldfish
cracker in the road (message: “Today you may feel like a fish out of water, but
smile anyway and just keep swimming”). Not once did I slip on any ice, and the brisk breeze and bright sunshine did me a world of good. It reminded me
that my favorite thing about working full-time at an office was the walk to and
from the Metro Transit bus stop. The world and the weather were a comfort to me on my way to and from that stressful environment. Yes, some days it
could be horrid outside, but it was always interesting. And there was the
sunrise. And in winter, the sunset. And, of course, that moment or two to connect with The
Meaningful.
CLOSING
THOUGHTS:
Happy
Weekend Eve. And may your weekend have some dipped-in-gold moments in it. And a
book! And a comfy couch, a warm afghan, a hot beverage, maybe a jigsaw puzzle,
and a beloved film or TV show.
Mmmmmm. Thinking now.... What would you choose? A cup of tea with
some Jane Austen? Hot chocolate with ‘Bonanza?’ For me, I’m on a kick right now
with hot turmeric milk and back-to-back episodes of Big Bang Theory. What would
be your favorite combination?
Have
fun. And get outside for a moment! :)
…me.
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