Sunday Morning Coffee

*cough* A little too much pumpkin pie spice in the coffee this morning. I’ll soldier on. The morning is chilly and it’s officially fall. Mom and I are heading out to the final day of An Affair of the Heart a little later. It’s going to be a good day.

Things I’m Enjoying

  • Chicken Liver Pâté — I made this. Haven’t had pâté in years and I’d never made it before. The flavors were very bold, but I made some balsamic onions to go along with them and that pairing turned out very nicely.
  • I also made this Oxtail Soup with Red Wine and Root Vegetables. Very good.
  • In praise of the ‘quiet book’
  • Today on CBS Sunday Morning there was a piece on Jack the Ripper. Want to go on a tour, Jolene?
  • Will They or Won’t They?: The not-quite-romance of Eudora Welty and Ross MacDonald

    The letters remove Macdonald and Welty from the realm of abstraction, the stuff of stamps and textbooks, and present them as people you’d like to have at a dinner party: bright, funny, warm, and full of silliness. Reading the correspondence between Millar and Welty, you almost begin thinking of them as your friends—friends who should get together, already. And if they did, who knows? The letters may be littered with clues. After all, both writers enjoyed a good mystery.

  • It’s a pity. I misread the dates. This dollhouse exhibit at the V&A is already over.
  • 11 Ways to Love Goodreads Even More
  • In case you missed it — the Gilmore Girls are returning. I mean…is this real life? And while I’m excited, there are a few things I need to be sure about before jumping into this.

    I’ll leave you with this.

    (That phone scene. Now I need Peggy and Stan fanvids.)

Sunday Morning Coffee

sunday morning coffeeIt rained last night, there’s a nice mixture of sun and puffy clouds this morning, and we’re expecting more rain later. This is my favorite sort of day. Have I mentioned I’ve been drinking flavored coffee recently? Sometimes I get in a rut about my dark roasts and end up going back to the other end of the spectrum and by that I mean cheap, flavored, already ground when I buy it coffee. It’s how I act out. Right now I’m on “vanilla crème brûlée.” That flavor description is really debatable, but I’m going to finish the bag.

Little note before I start with the links. I finally finished signing up for Stitch Fix and my first fix should be here in about a week. I will probably try on the things that fit and post them here. I hope to find a few things to take with me on my trip. Crossing my fingers!

These wild, sweet, perfect things

Last Tango in Halifax
♥ talking to my granny on the phone
♥ chewy chocolate cookies
♥ Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. — Richard Brautigan
♥ spicy black tea
♥ the first tree in the neighborhood to change colors
These wild, sweet, perfect things
Are little miracles your memory sings,
Till heart on heart makes us one music again.
— e.e. cummings, Sonnet
♥ starting the Outlander series
♥ to be known
♥ O were my love yon Lilac fair, 
Wi’ purple blossoms to the Spring, 
And I, a bird to shelter there, 
When wearied on my little wing! 
How I wad mourn when it was torn 
By Autumn wild, and Winter rude! 
But I wad sing on wanton wing, 
When youthfu’ May its bloom renew’d. 
— Robert Burns