Sitting in the Huntsville Airport, I witnessed a scene that probably takes place often in America.
There was a young soldier saying goodbye to his family as he prepared to go through the TSA en route to his next duty assignment in the Middle East.
His wife and young son were there to say goodbye. Continue reading “Thank you for your service”
Thursday is the Day of the Dead!
Celebrate and commemorate this special holiday at XICO.
Day of the Dead (Spanish: Día de Muertos) is a Mexican holiday celebrated throughout Mexico, in particular the Central and South regions, and by people of Mexican ancestry living in other places, especially the United States. It is acknowledged internationally in many other cultures. The multi-day holiday focuses on gatherings of family and friends to pray for and remember friends and family members who have died, and help support their spiritual journey. In 2008, the tradition was inscribed in the Representative List of the Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity by UNESCO. Wikipedia
Bring a picture of your dearly departed to add to XICO’s altar and light a candle in their honor.
Enjoy special dishes by Chef Kelly Myers, a special cocktail with hibiscus, pineapple and mezcal, and Mexican wedding cookies for everyone!
FALL HARVEST VEGETABLES & APPLE MOLE
Apple pasilla mole de milpa with late harvest succotash of local shelling beans, Ayers Creek hominy, winter squash, sunchokes, leeks & smoked wheat
MOLE ROSA & SQUID
Taxco mole rosa made with rose petals, beets, mezcal, almonds, pine nuts, white chocolate and more, served with squid
BEEF IN OAXACAN CHICHILO MOLE
Oregon beef in Oaxacan mole chichilo, a black Oaxacan mole of cascabel, mulato and pasilla negro chiles
PECAN COOKIES
Mexican wedding cookies of toasted pecans and powdered sugar.
HIBISCUS PUNCH WITH MEZCAL & TEPACHE
A special cocktail made with hibiscus flower tea, mezcal and tepache, garnished with a pineapple flower
The regular menu will also be available.
3715 SE Division St, Portland, OR.
503-548-6343
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The air was crisp and invigorating.
The sun was shining and warmed my back as I walked along, lost in my thoughts. Continue reading “Spooky guy…”
“ The reason I paint flowers is that I see them fading.
“This reminds me of the eternally renewed, the springtime, all of that, because I feel death and disaster lurk right behind them.” *
Continue reading “On Flowers”
A writer’s duty is twofold: “the refusal to lie about what one knows and the resistance against oppression.” Albert Camus, his Nobel Prize acceptance speech, 1957. Continue reading “A Writer’s Duty”
On a rainy day in Portland it is good to take a mental break and visit my “friend” Anthony Doerr.
The passage “What is Rome?” below is from Four Seasons in Rome by Anthony Doerr.
I read a few pages of his book every few days. It is like sitting down with a friend.
I am learning a lot from his experiences living in Rome with his wife and twins.
This was a book club selection for my Italian Book Club.* Some loved this book. Some found it boring.
Read reviews at Four Seasons in Rome….
“What is Rome? …
“It’s like America before coffee was “to go”, when a playground was a patch of gravel, some cigarette butts, and an uninspected swing set; when everybody smoked, when businesses in your neighborhood were owned by people in your neighborhood; when children still stood on the front seats of moving cars and spread their fingers scross the dash.
“It’s a health-care service that ensures assistance to both Italians and foreigners in…
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I have dealt with tragedy before.
This is what I know.
It is hard everytime.
The road may be different but pain always shows its face.
People can be wonderful.
People can be cruel.
People can be clueless. Continue reading “Thoughts…”
Ambushed walking down the street.
Minding my own business.
Nothing in particular on my mind.
Then I saw this beautiful car.
I had to stop and look.
Lori Greer in Portland 