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I never made them
Jul. 22nd, 2013 10:09 amA very old, very dear friend, my Roomie, with whom I lived for four years at UNC, will be in town next weekend.
I was thinking it would be fun to make something for her, as a present. Maybe some scones or something. Then I was thinking, did she like my scones? Then I realized – scones came after her.
Stickies were before her. And brownies. And pies, though I don't think I ever made those when we lived together, too much work, not enough payoff. Mint punch was before her.
Pumpkin muffins were grad school. She has never had them.
My favorite, basic scones were The Knowledge Company – after grad school.
The white chocolate cherry scones were Charlottesville.
I thought of something else last night. Something I learned to do, that divided my life – before that and after that, but it is slipping my mind, now. Gah, I'm mad I don't remember, I thought of it falling asleep.
Roomie was before e-mail. Well before cell phone. Before I stopped hating Lord of the Rings.
The foods thing really caught me by surprise. Weird. Marriage and kids don't have the same resonance. Of course, she was at the wedding, and both those were such huge life events, obvious. They are different from the little things that are part of me now that weren't part of me then.
Then I wanted to make a whole basket for her of everything I could think of that I have learned to make since we lived together, which is not very practical. Maybe scones and muffins though…
I was thinking it would be fun to make something for her, as a present. Maybe some scones or something. Then I was thinking, did she like my scones? Then I realized – scones came after her.
Stickies were before her. And brownies. And pies, though I don't think I ever made those when we lived together, too much work, not enough payoff. Mint punch was before her.
Pumpkin muffins were grad school. She has never had them.
My favorite, basic scones were The Knowledge Company – after grad school.
The white chocolate cherry scones were Charlottesville.
I thought of something else last night. Something I learned to do, that divided my life – before that and after that, but it is slipping my mind, now. Gah, I'm mad I don't remember, I thought of it falling asleep.
Roomie was before e-mail. Well before cell phone. Before I stopped hating Lord of the Rings.
The foods thing really caught me by surprise. Weird. Marriage and kids don't have the same resonance. Of course, she was at the wedding, and both those were such huge life events, obvious. They are different from the little things that are part of me now that weren't part of me then.
Then I wanted to make a whole basket for her of everything I could think of that I have learned to make since we lived together, which is not very practical. Maybe scones and muffins though…
