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| View from a hill |
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| Through a series of serendipitous and silly text errors, I finally got to see Monique and Annie. If slipping down the slope of mistaken memory includes outcomes like this, bring it on! |
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| This came in a food storage container looking just like this, but I put it on a plate because it deserved a bit of ceremony. |
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| Debbie woke up yesterday morning and told David that she dreamed he made her a banana crepe with walnuts and fruit. |
He replied, you dreamed that? And then he made it for her. On Culebra. Just like that. I've asked him for the recipe but haven't gotten it yet (maybe asking at 6:30 in the morning has something to do with that), but when I get it, I'll share it. He kindly made one for me too, even though I'd never have a dream like that in my life. At least not this life. It was delicate with subtle flavors, just like a crepe should be. And a good reminder that I really am the luckiest woman in the world.
Edited to add David's reply: Glad you enjoyed the crepe. The filling was cream cheese, cinnamon, toasted walnuts and ripe banana. I can't take credit for the syrup, it was Jim Beam pancake syrup. I found it at Milka's, never heard of it before. Nice flavor. I love making crepes, so much fun. I make them savory, also. When we are able to get lobsters, I fill the crepes with lobster salad for beach lunch. Yummy!
There was only the lightest touch of syrup. That worked.
Knowing couples married 30+ years and still having great fun together is always a soul lifter for me, and I know more than a few of them. Unusual, but not as rare as a Bigfoot sighting and a lot more enjoyable. p.s. They also brought me smoked hamhocks. I am elated, with visions of soup dancing in my head. I wonder if TSA is wondering why people are bringing hamhocks to Culebra...
Have a magnificent Monday. Do something magnanimous.





