My mother sent me this cute email, which would have been a comment, if she figured out how to comment.
I still don't know anything about blogging, but I discovered by reading yours
that I lam not the only person who could live without reality TV. I don't even
know the names of most of them, but I did watch Dancing with the Stars for a
while--until they seemed to forget or change the meaning of "star". That's
when I found out what a kardashian was. It appears that Bruce Jenner was good
at doing some things, but picking wives was not one of them---remember the first
one. I think she wrote a book, a real ego trip book. Anyway, thanks for
letting me know that there are other people out there who do not watch reality
TV. I have discovered a new PBS show that I like called A Taste of History.
The chef cooks in old iron pots hung in fireplaces and other such historical
situations. He is on just before the Julia Childs reruns. I still regret not
making it to her 90th birthday party at Copia, but I'll settle for making it to
my own. I am beginning to understand my sister's addiction to qvc. She likes
to have it on because everyone is always happy and upbeat because they are
selling things that everyone will want. I am always happy when I watch it
because I discover a lot of really great things that I CAN live without. Enough
rambling. I have to go find my cat and assure her that the Air Show at Mather
will not last forever and the planes are not going to actually enter the house.
Most of this is self-explanatory, but Mather is an active Air Force base about a mile from her house. Copia is a place I've been meaning to write about - a magical place that is now gone. A celebration of food and wine, located in Napa - nonprofit, and my mother was a founding member. (Meaning that she sent her check for a senior membership before they even opened their doors.) That's where they invited that Blogger Julie from the movie to go. Pretty funny if both my mother and she showed up at the same place. And yes, using the "F word" to describe cooking from her book would have upset Julia Child - heck, it even upsets me just imagining it.