Get new posts by email:

Archives

Currently Reading

Here are the tastingspoons players. I’m in the middle (Carolyn). Daughter Sara on the right, and daughter-in-law Karen on the left. I started the blog in 2007, as a way to share recipes with my family. I’m still doing 99% of the blogging and holding out hope that these two lovely and excellent cooks will participate. They both lead very busy lives, so we’ll see.

– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –

BOOK READING (from Carolyn):

Music of Bees, Eileen Garvin. Absolutely charming book about a woman in midlife, lonely, who raises bees, also makes unlikely friends. Heart-warming and very interesting about beekeeping.

A Postcard from Paris, Alex Brown. Really cute story. Dual time line, 1940s and present day about renovating an old apartment in Paris, things discovered.

Time of the Child, Niall Williams. Oh such a good book. Very small village in Ireland, 1960s. A baby is left on the doorstep. The town all whispers and helps. I listened to an interview of the author, which made me like him and his books even more.

Sipsworth, Simon Van Booy. If you like animals you’ll swoon. An old woman who really wants to die finds a tiny mouse in her house and befriends it and finds a reason to live. Utterly charming book.

The Forger’s Spell, Edward Dolnick. True story. For seven years a no-account painter named Han van Meegeren managed to pass off his paintings as those of Johannes Vermeer.

If You Lived Here, You’d be Home by Now, Christopher Ingraham. Could hardly put it down – about a journalist who takes on a challenge to move to small town in Minnesota and write about it. He expects to hate it and the people and place, but he doesn’t. Absolutely wonderful true story.

The River We Remember, William Kent Kreuger. 1950s, Minnesota. A murder and the aftermath. Could hardly put it down. Kreuger has such a vivid imagination and writing style.

How the Lights Gets In, Joyce Maynard. An older woman returns to New Hampshire to help care for her brain-injured son. Siblings and family, lots of angst and resentments.

The Filling Station, Vanessa Miller. Every American should read this book. A novelized retelling of the Tulsa massacre in 1921. Absolutely riveting.

The Story She Left Behind, Patti Callahan Henry. Love this author. Based on a true story. A famous author simply vanishes, leaving her husband and daughter behind. She had invented a mystical language no one could translate. Present day, someone thinks he’s solved the riddle, contacts the family. Really interesting read.

The Girl from Berlin, Ronald Balson. Love anything about Tuscany. An elderly woman is being evicted from a villa there, with odd deed provenance. Two young folks go there to help unravel the mystery. Loved it.

The Island of the Colorblind, Oliver Sacks, M.D. Nonfiction. The dr is intrigued by a remote Pacific island where most of the inhabitants are colorblind. He also unravels a mystery on Guam of people born with a strange neurological problem. Medical mysteries unveiled. Very interesting.

The Bookbinder, Pip Williams. Post 1914 London. Two sisters work at a bookbindery. They’re told to not read the books. One does and one doesn’t. One has visions beyond her narrow world; the other does not. Eventually the one gets into Oxford. Lovely story.

The Paris Express, Emma Donoghue. 1895 on a train to Paris, a disaster happens. You’ll delve into the lives of many people who survived and died in the crash.

A Race to the Bottom of Crazy, Richard Grant. This is about Arizona. Author, wife and child move back to Arizona where they once lived. Part memoir, research, and reporting in a quest to understand what makes Arizona such a confounding and irresistible place.

The Scarlet Thread, Francine Rivers. A woman’s life turned upside down when she discovers the handcrafted quilt and journal of her ancestor Mary Kathryn McMurray, a young woman who was uprooted from her home only to endure harsh frontier conditions on the Oregon Trail.

A Place to Hide, Ronald Balson. 1939 Amsterdam, an ambassador has the ability to save the lives of many Jewish children. Heartwarming.

Homeseeking, Karissa Chen. Two young Chinese teens are deeply in love, but in China. Then their families are separated. Jump to current day and the two meet again in Los Angeles.

North River, Pete Hammill. He always writes such a good story. A doctor works diligently healing people from all walks of life. His wife and daughter left him years before. One day his 3-yr old grandson arrives on his doorstep.

A Very Typical Family, Sierra Godfrey. A very messed-up family. Three adult children are given a home in Santa Cruz, Calif, but only if the siblings meet up and live in the house together. A very untypical scenario but makes for lots of messes.

Three Days in June, Anne Tyler. The usual Anne Tyler grit. Family angst. This wasn’t one of my favorites, but it was entertaining and very short.

Saved, Benjamin Hall. Author is a veteran war reporter. Ukraine, 2022, he nearly loses his life to a Russian strike. Riveting story – he survives, barely.

Grey Wolf, Louise Penny. Another Inspector Gamache mystery in Quebec. She is such an incredible mystery writer.

All the Colors of the Dark, Chris Whitaker. A missing person mystery, a serial killer thriller, a love story, a unique twist on each. Could hardly put it down.

Orbital, Samantha Harvey. Winner of 2024 Booker Prize. I don’t usually like those, but I heard the author interviewed and she hooked me. This is not a normal book with a beginning, a story and an end. It’s several chapters of the day in the life of various astronauts at the ISS (Int’l Space Station). All fictional. She’s been praised by several real astronauts for “getting it” about space station everyday life.

The Blue Hour, Paula Hawkins. An island off Scotland. Inaccessible except when the tide is out. Weird goings on. An artist. A present day mystery too.

Iron Lake, William Kent Krueger. A judge is murdered and a boy is missing. Riveting mystery.

Tell the Wolves I’m Home, Carol Ricks Brunt. 1980s. A 14-yr old girl loses her beloved uncle. Yet a new friendship arises, someone she never knew about.

Four Treasures of the Sky, Jenny Zhang. 1880s, a young girl is kidnapped in China and brought to the United States. She survives with many hurdles in the path.

The Boy Who Fell out of the Sky, Ken Dornstein. Memoir, 1988. The author’s brother died in the PanAm flight that went down in Lockerbie, Scotland. A decade later he tries to solve “the riddle of his older brother’s life.”

Worse Care Scenario, T.J. Newman. Oh my. Interesting analysis of what could/might happen if a jet crashed into a nuclear plant. Un-put-downable.

Song of the Lark, Willa Cather. Complicated weave of a story about a young woman in about 1900, who has a gifted voice (singing) and about her journey to success, not without its ups and downs.

Crow Talk, Eileen Garvin. Charming story which takes place at a remote lake in Washington State, about a few people who inhabit it, the friendships made, but also revolving around the rescue of a baby crow.

The Story Collector, Evie Woods. Sweet story about some dark secrets from an area in Ireland, a bit magical, faerie life, but solving a mystery too.

A Sea of Unspoken Things, Adrienne Young. A woman investigates her twin brother’s mysterious death. She goes to a small town in California to figure it out, to figure HIM out.

The King’s Messenger, Susanna Kearsley. 1600s England, King James. About one of his trusted “messengers,” and his relationship with a young woman also of “the court.” Lots of intrigue.

In the Shadow of the Greenbrier, Emily Matchar. Interesting mystery in/around the area of the famous resort in White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia.

Isola, Allegra Goodman. Hard to describe, survival story on an island in the 1600s.

Save the Date, Allison Raskin. Rom-com, witty, LOL funny. Clever.

The Sirens, Emilia Hart. Numerous time-lines, Australia. Mysteries abound, nightmares, abandoned baby, weird allergies.

Red Clay, Charles Fancher. LOVED this book. Mostly post-Civil War story about the lives of slaves in Alabama during Reconstruction.

Stars in an Italian Sky, Jill Santopolo. Dual time line, 1946 and recent time. Love stories and a mystery.

Battle Mountain, C.J. Box. Another one of Box’s riveting mysteries. Love his descriptions of the land.

Something Beautiful Happened, Yvette Corporon. A memoir of sorts in Greece, tiny island of Erikousa, where the locals hid Jews during WWII. All elusive stories told by the author’s grandmother.

The Jackal’s Mistress, Chris Bohjalian. 1860s Virginia, about a woman who saves the life of a Union soldier. Really good story.

Song of the Magpie, Louise Mayberry. Really interesting story about Australia back in the days when it was mostly a penal colony. Gritty strength of a woman trying to thrive with her farm.

The Boomerang, Robert Bailey. A thriller that will have you gripping the book. About a lot of secrets surrounding the president (fictional novel, remember) and his chief of staff and about cancer. A cure. Such a good story.

Care and Feeding, Laurie Woolever. Really interesting memoir of a woman driven to succeed in the restaurant business. She worked for Mario Batali and then Anthony Bourdain. Gritty stories.

Everything is Tuberculosis, John Green. Maybe not a book for everyone. A real deep dive into the deadly tuberculosis infection, its history. I heard the author interviewed and found the book very interesting.

The Book Lovers Library, Madeline Martin. Fascinating read about Boots’ drug stores’ lending library. And the people who worked in them.

The Arrivals, Meg Mitchell Moore. LOL funny, about a middle-aged couple whose children (and their various family members) return to the family home and the chaos that ensues.

My Life as a Silent Movie, Jesse Lee Kercheval. About grief. A big move to Paris, finding herself a new life with a new set of real blood family.

Escape, Carolyn Jessop. Another memoir about a woman really in bondage in Utah, Mormon plural marriage.

 

Tasting Spoons

My blog's namesake - small, old and some very dented engraved silver plated tea spoons that belonged to my mother-in-law, and I use them to taste my food as I'm cooking.

Scroll down to the bottom to view my Blogroll

Posted in Travel, on May 28th, 2022.

This last post about my trip is a combo of all three cities (Denver, Nashville & Pittsburgh) – pictures I didn’t upload previously.

A post from Carolyn. The mural above was on the outside of the donut distillery I mentioned in my last post. Such a quirky combination, donuts and bourbon. Can’t say that it’s going to become a “thing” in my life, that’s for sure!

There at left I’m in Boulder – at the adorable shop I just love there, Peppercorn. Squinting into the hazy sunshine. It was cold in Boulder, raining mostly. Love that store.

So, those pretty tulips were in a barrel along one of the side streets in Boulder. So lovely, although it was raining, so I didn’t stick around to admire them further.

Sue and Lynn, my friends that I stayed with, love Peppercorn too. Even Lynn who isn’t much of a cook, particularly, enjoys browsing in Peppercorn. We didn’t get to stay as long as I’d wanted because we had to get to the airport for me to catch the next leg of the trip. And I may have mentioned, since I was a “ride-along” on this trip, someone made it real clear to me – if Julian says we need to be “here” at a certain time, we’d best be there, on time. As it turned out, the plane was late arriving to pick us up, so we could have browsed further in Peppercorn. Next time.

These are more photos from Nashville, the day we went out to The Grande Olde Opry. All of my time was spent walking around in the Opryland hotel nearby, with the magnificent atriums.

At left is the river in the third atrium. At right a shot one of the glass canopies. Did I mention the hotel as 2888 rooms? Astounding number!

It was a little bit humid in the atriums – and it wasn’t a humid day, so I can’t imagine what it would feel like on a hot, summer day when the humidity outside is 90%.

Next we move on to Pittsburgh. The flight was about an hour, if that, and so smooth. When you fly at 45,000 feet altitude, the air is so smooth. The only time we experienced any turbulence (and it was minimal) was as we went down to under 20,000 feet, going through the various weather layers. The pilots did a great job of avoiding any weather.

We stayed downtown at the Fairmont. Lovely hotel, lobby shown at right. We were only IN Pittsburgh for one night. My plan had been to visit the Frick Museum, but when we landed and got into town, all of us went to lunch (photo below right) at a great pizza restaurant a couple of blocks away from the hotel. We had a lot of really interesting food besides pizza, plus a couple of bottles of wine were consumed too (I passed on wine, just so you know). By the time we got back to the hotel it was nearly 3pm, and I just felt like resting. That was a mistake as the next morning it was pouring rain, and our flight time had been moved up by about 2 hours, so I was fearful of not being at the right place at the right time. So I didn’t get to visit the Frick.

But the evening before I did go out to dinner with the other couple on the trip, Patti & Bruce. We took a Lyft ride to the Monterey Bay Fish Grotto. At left you can see the beautiful Pittsburgh skyline from the restaurant, atop Mt. Washington. There’s a funicular that runs up and down the hill, and I’d hoped to do that while we were there, but I ran out of time. I did take a picture, however, of a picture (so this photo is not mine, below) from Mt. Washington, showing the pretty skyline, and the conjoining of the Allegheny and the Monongahela Rivers, as they become the Ohio.

That is such a beautiful picture. When we were up at the restaurant it was just at sunset, so I took a bunch of photos as the sun went down. I’m just giving you the one (above left) when it was nearly dark.

There’s also a very interesting sculpture up there showing George Washington and an Indian chief as they met there back in the day.

The next morning we asked for a late checkout, which helped. I didn’t want to go traipsing around the city trying to find breakfast, so I made do with a few snacks I had in my room, along with a cup of coffee. Off we went to the airport and boarded yet another plane for our return flight to California. It was 5+ hours, and Julian had arranged for a variety of food, again, and wine, of course. It was another smooth, seamless flight to Santa Maria and we landed at about 5:00 pm. Back at Julian and Janice’s house we sat outside on their lovely patio and everyone else enjoyed wine, yes, more wine. Me? I asked for a Diet Coke. My body was simply saying “no more wine.” And I’m not much of a drinker anyway, but I’d had some nearly every day of the trip.

At left there, a photo as we flew over the Rockies, going west.

Some of the food ordered for the flight was brought back and we had salads mostly. Something we’d not had much of on the whole trip. Even though we had crossed 3 time zones, I was tired and went to bed early.

The next morning Patti, Bruce and I headed back home to Orange County, which took about 3 1/2 hours. We encountered awful traffic; it’s becoming a standard thing going through Los Angeles. The photo at right is from their back yard, looking at the Santa Ynez mountains.

Once I got home, I found a lovely bouquet of flowers waiting for me for Mother’s Day. From my son, his wife and my grandson. Great way to end my trip. One of my other grandsons, Logan, his wife Mary and their two children, Sarah and Lucas, were visiting. So I got to see them a bit before they left the next day to go back to Northern California. Taylor, my granddaughter, the one who is still in nursing school here, the one living with me, Logan’s sister, was here, so she entertained them some. She was off school for a week, so got to spend lots of time with them.

What I was, was exhausted. From not enough sleep any night on the trip, and definitely on overload with food. For nearly 2 weeks I’ve had veggie and fruit smoothies for dinner, trying to cleanse my body a little bit. I’m so glad I went on this trip – it was so fun. Great friends (some new) and visiting many new places. Even at 80, I haven’t lost my love of travel, although I do it a bit differently now. I stay in nicer places (and maybe go for shorter periods).

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

Get Recipes by Email, Free!

Leave Your Comment