We are in the throws of closing down after Moisture Festival and anticipate major withdrawal as our favorite chef moves on to bigger and better things. Let me explain.
Our daughter Carolina has been visiting while she fed the performers and volunteers who’ve created 29 cabaret-like variety shows downtown over 17 nights. We have loved being in her orbit even as Rob has faced the beginning of treatment for a recurrence of cancer. Such joyous life! Every day she leaves here in a different costume and returns with fabulous left-overs to feed us.
Our humble kitchen practically shivers in anticipation of her energy. It happily helps chop and bake and refrigerate her creations. And now in the aftermath, plastic bags having been cleaned for reuse, hang everywhere. Our center of nourishment settles and waits patiently for the next time she rolls through. Fortunately, she has taught me a few tricks but, Lord, the relative peace and quiet is tangible.
Always Bridging 