Anassa kata, Class of 1974

Anassa kata, Class of 1974
1952: Year of the Water Dragon. It’s been said that our year didn’t hold a candle to 1950 or 1947.  Some believe that our bulging birth rate got in the way from the start: less individual attention in the hospital, more crowded kindergartens … But that was ages ago.  What matters now is that it all worked out quite well.  And a major anniversary is just around the corner — #40 for Class of 1974! Four decades have spun by since we wore our bunny fur on May 13, 1974. But I won’t be on the ground.  With some regret, I’ll miss all the class fun, the robust and...
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Honoring the utterly unforgettable Laurie Colwin

Honoring the utterly unforgettable Laurie Colwin
Oh, Laurie. Oh, Laurie. You will never be forgotten by our loving club.  The club of readers everywhere who adored your every word and devoured your kitchen delights, too. I’m not 100% sure, but there’s a chance I think, that I may have concocted this recipe.  Maybe not.  In any case, I dedicate this treat to an incomparable author who slipped away, way too soon.  You. BAKED CITRUS MANGO COLWINIA First: Set the oven at 350 degrees (convection or otherwise). Next: Peel a really ripe large mango, (organic, if possible). Then:  Cut into pieces. Precision is highly over-rated here.  Just...
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Eyebrows and that sort of thing

Eyebrows and that sort of thing
global100.adl.org/did-you-know   I was 23 years old, a working girl in NYC, and decided it was high time to try out a little eye shadow for the first time.  So I trotted over to Saks Fifth Avenue and asked for a little help.  Which color would be best for me? In her phoniest voice, the clerk assured me … “With those thick eyebrows, nothing would help!” Well, my feelings were bruised, and back at the office, my pals at Reader’s Digest General Books were horrified when I repeated her words. Which counter they asked, after kindly suggesting that my furry eyebrows had never...
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Bravo says it all!

Bravo says it all!
Lots of people to congratulate! May the fun begin! Here we go. My hat’s off to Amanda L  — not to overlook her incredible mother, my pal Vicki — who set an example that just couldn’t be ignored over the years. You see, Amanda just bought a house entirely by herself  at 24 — No — that’s not the beginning of her new address… it’s her age!  I’ve never heard of a 24 year old doing something like that before — at least not without significant help beyond her own means. And it’s in a part of Oregon that my car wheels knew well.  More...
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