It’s been a very hot couple of weeks and the natives are starting to get restless. The comment sections are a lot more aggressive than usual. There are way more personal attacks toward the folks on the shows we are watching together and each other. We are all very hot and bothered. So I thought this week we could talk about some things that make us happy. I’d love to hear from anyone who has a garden left.
As for me, I’ve discovered that a lot of what has been pushing me back into “the hole” lately is dehydration. Y’all know I am big on pushing the electrolyte water, but when I gets so hot I don’t bother to go replenish my supply as much as I need to because dragging home cased of water is a pain in the butt. Especially when it is hot outside. This of course is when I need it more. So I splurged on SmartWater rather than going all the way to Whole Foods, because I was feeling sickly. I also bought some organic soups. Wolfgang Puck chicken soups seem to fix anything. And I am on the mend.
While soup is one of the things that makes me happy, I wanted to mention spoons. When I was young enough to still be living at home, my mother would go to a lot of garage sales. This used to humiliate me greatly, but at some point at the end of high school, I sort of caught the bug. I started buying things for my future apartment that didn’t exist yet. At one sale that was in a fancy West Paces Road area I bought four spoons and four salad/soup bowls. As usual my mother criticize my choices. Apparently, one should not buy used flatware, and the Homer Laughlin black and white bowls were “restaurant quality” which was also some sort of estate sale rookie error.
I tried to find some sort of photo of the Libyan souk that might give an idea of what the dish stall was like back in the 1970s. I did not find anything similar, but I am now in love with this site, RoadsofStone.com that is a travel site . The linked story is about the authors two trips to Tripoli, one n 1997 and the other in 2003. I thought Margarett might enjoy the piece as well as any other traveling types. I plan to read all of their other travels ASAP.
The four spoons are my absolute favorite utensils. They are Japanese stainless steel soup spoons that are sold in antique stores and on ebay. I love everything about them from their heavy weight to their perfect circles. When I am seeking comfort in soup or soup like things, I must use these spoons.
The four shallow bowls continue to be the first things that get dirty after I was the dishes. Like my mother I am a bit obsessed with dishes. As a little girl I used to go to the souk in Libya with my mother. There was one stall that was all china. China was all just shoved in willy-nilly in stacks and mounds and we would sit there on the ground pouring through them all. Mother was trying to pull together a set of Rosenthal that was white with gold trim in a particular pattern. There were thousands of pieces and we would spend a lot of time there sorting through and picking out matching pieces.
This is probably why I have several, okay dozens of different sets of dishes. I have plates I use for southern food, plates for Asian food, steak platters, plates for fancy food, plates for Burgers and fries, plates for Christmastime, bowls for every possible thing you could imagine.
I abhor paper plates and solo cups.
I got a lot of dishes done yesterday. That made me feel better. Electrolyte water and chicken soup made me feel better. And having the perfect spoon and the perfect bowl? Well that was the most comforting of all.
I hope you will all do something to make you feel better this weekend. Let me know what you did.