With the end of November creeping up, as of next week I will be in the final throes of the craziest grad school term I have ever known. Granted, there have only been four thus far, being part of the quarter system and all, but something tells me the next two terms will not be quite so…er…intense. While there is much to catch up on, today I just wanted to reflect on the following.
Last night we had a Thanksgiving dinner party initiated weeks ago by an email that began: “Dear Fictioneers and assorted Poeticians and Nonfictionarios…” It was a gathering of all the orphan MFAers that didn’t go home-home for the holidays. Naturally, I was included in the mix, and it made for quite a party with scrumptious food, weirdo writers, and nerve-wracking games of Speed Scrabble.
Some highlights:
Exhibit A: the Bavarian Apple Tortes I baked over the afternoon
Another shot of Exhibit A, just because I think they're so purty. The one on the left has almonds sprinkled on top along with some almond extract in the crust...
Exhibit B: a jar of pickled green tomatoes from the home of Ursula K. Le Guin (boy, do I have a story for you, but I'll save it for next time)
Exhibit C: a turkey baked (along with some bacon slabs, of course) by our very own Daniel Mollet
And finally, the real reason for this post: to say that unlike the rest of the crazy world that is out shopping at the moment, I am tucked away at my favorite wine bar with a deadline to make and a lot more digesting to do.
...with coffee, not wine, mind you.
Looks delicious. Also, no wine? Who says you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
I <3 you. I hope your semester ends on a very sweet note!
also. does this mean you’ll be updating more? breastfeeding moms who are up at all hours of the night are curious to know.