Yes indeed, mom, dad, Joel and I are breaking out of this small town for the weekend to visit Spokane. My fabulous grandmother is turning the big 8-0, and she's still as funny and spirited as ever. Friends of mine usually remember her as "that cute Scottish grandmother of yours," and I couldn't agree more. I've been so blessed to grow up living in the same town as my Gran, and being an hour and a half away makes me realize that even more.
On a different note, yesterday mom and I went to see Julie and Julia. I would highly recommend it. We laughed (somewhat loudly for such a small theater) through most of the movie, and all I can say is I plan on wearing pearls when I cook from now on. And finding "Mastering the Art of French Cooking." Meris, you are my resident cookbook connoisseur, do you have a copy?
So off we go, back to my childhood town. As Gran says (in a fabulous cockney accent), "Home Charles, and don't spare the horses."
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i don't have that one! i have one about french breads, one about NEW french cooking, one about cooking from the garden, french style and still trying to locate the christmas cookbook!
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