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Lunch at Ivar’s in Mukilteo

Mom and I are heading out to the coast tomorrow for some time at the beach. On the Washington/Oregon beaches, you never know what the weather is going to be. It doesn’t matter how old you get, you know how Mamma’s are? Like she keeps asking me if I have a sweatshirt? Do I have a raincoat? Have I packed my toothbrush? (no, I made that last one up! 😉 )

So today we were running errands, like go to the bank so we have enough cash, like pick up a few groceries, because the places we stay have a kitchen (more important, they have a view of the OCEAN!), pick up a junky beach-book or two, and some Sudoku, and then, let’s go have lunch!

Mom LOVES Alaska fried clams, and Ivar’s does them the BEST, so we drive north to Mukilteo, but it takes forever because they are doing some road repairs on the back roads we usually take, and our “short-cuts” take a lot of time.

“Promise to remind me to take photos this time.” I ask her, but she won’t promise.

A few bites in, I remember. I’m getting better. 🙂

Here are Mom’s Alaska Fried Clams:

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Even thought lunch portions are smaller, it was still a lot of clam, and very very rich, breaded and then sauteed in butter. Mom says her green beans were also really good.

Here is my grilled Alaska salmon, on a bed of spinach and orzo salad vinaigrette:
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I’m like Popeye, I love SPINACH! This whole meal was delicious, and, once again, we were happy to see the restaurant had a good clientele eating lunch. Even Seattle is begining to feel the economic crunch.

September 1, 2009 Posted by | Alaska, Community, Cooking, Eating Out, ExPat Life, Family Issues, Food, Living Conditions, Relationships, Seattle | 3 Comments

Family Jokes

To wile away those last few minutes before breaking the fast, and divert your attention, here are a few jokes I got in my mail today, family kind of jokes that made me smile:

While I sat in the reception area of my doctor’s office, a woman rolled an elderly man
in a wheelchair into the room. As she went to the receptionist’s desk, the man sat there,
alone and silent. J ust as I was thinking I should make small talk with him, a little boy slipped
off his mother’s lap and walked over to the wheelchair. Placing his hand on the man’s,
he said, ‘I know how you feel. My mom makes me ride in the stroller too.’.

As I was nursing my baby, my cousin’s six-year-old daughter, Krissy,

came into the room. Never having seen anyone breast feed before, she was

intrigued and full of all kinds of questions about what I was doing. After

mulling over my answers, she remarked, ‘My mom has some of those, but I don’t

think she knows how to use them.’

*****

Out bicycling one day with my eight-year-old granddaughter, Carolyn,

I got a little wistful. ‘In ten years,’ I said, ‘you’ll want to be with your

friends and you won’t go walking, biking, and swimming with me like you do now.

Carolyn shrugged. ‘In ten years you’ll be too old to do all those things

anyway.’

******

Working as a pediatric nurse, I had the difficult assignment of giving

immunization shots to children. One day I entered the examining room to give

four-year-old Lizzie her needle. ‘No, no, no!’ she screamed. ‘Lizzie,’ scolded

her mother, ‘that’s not polite behavior.’ With that, the girl yelled even

louder, ‘No, thank you! No, thank you!

******

On the way back from a Cub Scout meeting, my grandson asked my son the question.

‘Dad, I know that babies come from mommies’ tummies, but how do they get there

in the first place?’ he asked innocently. After my son hemmed and hawed awhile,

my grandson finally spoke up in disgust. ‘You don’t have to make something up,

Dad. It’s OK if you don’t know the answer.’

*****

Just before I was deployed to Iraq , I sat my eight-year-old son down

and broke the news to him. ‘I’m going to be away for a long time,’ I told him.

‘I’m going to Iraq .’ ‘Why?’ he asked. ‘Don’t you know there’s a war going

on over there?’

*****

Paul Newman founded the Hole in the Wall Gang Camp for children stricken with

cancer, AIDS and blood diseases. One afternoon he and his wife, Joanne

Woodward, stopped by to have lunch with the kids. A counselor at a nearby table,

suspecting the young patients wouldn’t know that Newman was a famous movie star,

explained, ‘That’s the man who made this camp possible. Maybe you’ve seen his

picture on his salad dressing bottle?’ Blank stares. ‘Well, you’ve probably seen

his face on his lemonade carton.’ An eight-year-old girl perked up. ‘How long

was he missing?’

*****

God’s Problem Now.

His wife’s grave side service was just barely finished, when there was a massive

clap of thunder, followed by a tremendous bolt of lightning, accompanied by even

more thunder rumbling in the distance. The little old man looked at the pastor

and calmly said, ‘Well, she’s there.

September 1, 2009 Posted by | Community, Family Issues, Humor | Leave a comment

Barnes and Noble Reward

I’ve been so good. I haven’t spent much money at all, I have kept my shopping under control, even though there are things I see in the stores that make my blood run faster and give me the urge to pull out my credit card.

So I rewarded myself. I knew Philipa Gregory had a new book out called The Other Queen and so I allowed myself a trip to Barnes and Noble. I only came out with four books, and one is for someone else! Woooo HOOOOO on me!

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A long time ago, I read a book by Katherine Neville called The Eight. It’s kind of like the Da Vinci Code would be if it were written by someone who kept track of his plot thread, researched his topic a little better and had something important to say about how international finance operations are run. I’ve read it more than once, I like it so much, so I am eager to see how this one works out. I like her characters, I like how they develop insight and put the puzzle pieces together.

Philippa Gregory writes total page-turners, and I always hated English history, but she makes it come alive, makes all those historical characters into flesh-and-blood human beings, so I feel like I know them. (Some of them I want to throttle. That’s a good author!)

LeCarre – he is amazing. He is brilliant. Have you read The Constant Gardener? This man has something to say, and what he says is deep, and troubling.

The Will Shortz New York Times Puzzle book is for someone a lot smarter than I am.

September 1, 2009 Posted by | Books, Entertainment, ExPat Life, Financial Issues, Interconnected, Seattle, Shopping, Social Issues, Tunisia | , , | 7 Comments

Not even a shiver

This was the temperature this morning when I went to pick up my Mom:

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I think AdventureMan would be wearing his long johns and a fleece vest, but to me, it feels great. 🙂

In late August, early September in Seattle, the day often starts off cold and grey and foggy, but by noon, all the clouds and fog burn away and it is a glorious, warm beautiful day.

Here’s the WeatherUnderground Webcam photo for Seattle today:

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Is that gorgeous or what?

September 1, 2009 Posted by | Beauty, ExPat Life, Living Conditions, Seattle, Weather | 8 Comments

Breakfast at Claire’s

There are two main streets in the little town I call home, Edmonds, Washington, just north of Seattle. One street is called Main Street (no surprise!) and it ends at the dock where the ferry loads up passengers and cars to go over to Kingston, so it is called the Kingston ferry. Just up the street from the ferry dock – and it is UP, Seattle is full of hills – is Claire’s Pantry.

I don’t remember a time when Claire’s wasn’t there. I remember going to the same place for seafood buffets; but maybe it wasn’t Claire’s at that time. Mostly we go to Claire’s for breakfast.

They have everything. Mom opens the menu and says “I am NOT going to have Eggs Benedict this time” and scans through the huge variety of pancakes and omelets and breakfast specials.

I already know what I want. Not Eggs Benedict. CRAB Benedict.

Mom sighs and closes the menu. When the waitress comes, she orders.

“I’ll have the Eggs Benedict, please.”

LLLOOOLLLLL!

I only took one photo because her Eggs Benedict looked just exactly like my Crab Benedict.

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And before you ask – NO! No! We didn’t eat it all! We could never eat it all! Mom took half home in a box, and I just ate the eggs and crab and a little bit of the hash browns and left the rest. It was too much and too rich!

August 31, 2009 Posted by | Eating Out, ExPat Life, Humor, Living Conditions, Local Lore, Seattle | 8 Comments

Digging Up the Saudi Past


By DONNA ABU-NASR
Associated Press Writer
RIYADH, Saudi Arabia —
Much of the world knows Petra, the ancient ruin in modern-day Jordan that is celebrated in poetry as “the rose-red city, ‘half as old as time,'” and which provided the climactic backdrop for “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.”

But far fewer know Madain Saleh, a similarly spectacular treasure built by the same civilization, the Nabateans.

That’s because it’s in Saudi Arabia, where conservatives are deeply hostile to pagan, Jewish and Christian sites that predate the founding of Islam in the 7th century.

But now, in a quiet but notable change of course, the kingdom has opened up an archaeology boom by allowing Saudi and foreign archaeologists to explore cities and trade routes long lost in the desert.

The sensitivities run deep. Archaeologists are cautioned not to talk about pre-Islamic finds outside scholarly literature. Few ancient treasures are on display, and no Christian or Jewish relics. A 4th or 5th century church in eastern Saudi Arabia has been fenced off ever since its accidental discovery 20 years ago and its exact whereabouts kept secret.

In the eyes of conservatives, the land where Islam was founded and the Prophet Muhammad was born must remain purely Muslim. Saudi Arabia bans public displays of crosses and churches, and whenever non-Islamic artifacts are excavated, the news must be kept low-key lest hard-liners destroy the finds.

“They should be left in the ground,” said Sheikh Mohammed al-Nujaimi, a well-known cleric, reflecting the views of many religious leaders. “Any ruins belonging to non-Muslims should not be touched. Leave them in place, the way they have been for thousands of years.”

In an interview, he said Christians and Jews might claim discoveries of relics, and that Muslims would be angered if ancient symbols of other religions went on show. “How can crosses be displayed when Islam doesn’t recognize that Christ was crucified?” said al-Nujaimi. “If we display them, it’s as if we recognize the crucifixion.”

In the past, Saudi authorities restricted foreign archaeologists to giving technical help to Saudi teams. Starting in 2000, they began a gradual process of easing up that culminated last year with American, European and Saudi teams launching significant excavations on sites that have long gone lightly explored, if at all.

At the same time, authorities are gradually trying to acquaint the Saudi public with the idea of exploring the past, in part to eventually develop tourism. After years of being closed off, 2,000-year-old Madain Saleh is Saudi Arabia’s first UNESCO World Heritage Site and is open to tourists. State media now occasionally mention discoveries as well as the kingdom’s little known antiquities museums.

“It’s already a big change,” said Christian Robin, a leading French archaeologist and a member of the College de France. He is working in the southwestern region of Najran, mentioned in the Bible by the name Raamah and once a center of Jewish and Christian kingdoms.

No Christian artifacts have been found in Najran, he said.

Spearheading the change is the royal family’s Prince Sultan bin Salman, who was the first Saudi in space when he flew on the U.S. space shuttle Discovery in 1985. He is now secretary general of the governmental Saudi Commission for Tourism and Antiquities.

Dhaifallah Altalhi, head of the commission’s research center at the governmental Saudi Commission for Tourism and Antiquities, said there are 4,000 recorded sites of different periods and types, and most of the excavations are on pre-Islamic sites.

“We treat all our sites equally,” said Altalhi. “This is part of the history and culture of the country and must be protected and developed.” He said archaeologists are free to explore and discuss their findings in academic venues.

Still, archaeologists are cautious. Several declined to comment to The Associated Press on their work in the kingdom.

The Arabian Peninsula is rich, nearly untouched territory for archaeologists. In pre-Islamic times it was dotted with small kingdoms and crisscrossed by caravan routes to the Mediterranean. Ancient Arab peoples – Nabateans, Lihyans, Thamud – interacted with Assyrians and Babylonians, Romans and Greeks.

Much about them is unknown.

Najran, discovered in the 1950s, was invaded nearly a century before Muhammad’s birth by Dhu Nawas, a ruler of the Himyar kingdom in neighboring Yemen. A convert to Judaism, he massacred Christian tribes, leaving triumphant inscriptions carved on boulders.

At nearby Jurash, a previously untouched site in the mountains overlooking the Red Sea, a team led by David Graf of the University of Miami is uncovering a city that dates at least to 500 B.C. The dig could fill out knowledge of the incense routes running through the area and the interactions of the region’s kingdoms over a 1,000-year span.

And a French-Saudi expedition is doing the most extensive excavation in decades at Madain Saleh. The city, also known as al-Hijr, features more than 130 tombs carved into mountainsides. Some 450 miles from Petra, it is thought to mark the southern extent of the Nabatean kingdom.

In a significant 2000 find, Altalhi unearthed a Latin dedication of a restored city wall at Madain Saleh which honored the second century Roman emperor Marcus Aurelius.

So far, there has been no known friction with conservatives over the new excavations, in part because they are in the early stages, are not much discussed in Saudi Arabia, and haven’t produced any announcements of overtly Christian or Jewish finds.

But the call to keep the land purged of other religions runs deep among many Saudis. Even though Madain Saleh site is open for tourism, many Saudis refuse to visit on religious grounds because the Quran says God destroyed it for its sins.

Excavations sometimes meet opposition from local residents who fear their region will become known as “Christian” or “Jewish.” And Islam being an iconoclastic religion, hard-liners have been known to raze even ancient Islamic sites to ensure that they do not become objects of veneration.

Saudi museums display few non-Islamic artifacts.

Riyadh’s National Museum shows small pre-Islamic statues, a golden mask and a large model of a pagan temple. In some display cases, female figurines are listed, but not present – likely a nod to the kingdom’s ban on depictions of the female form.

A tiny exhibition at the King Saud University in Riyadh displays small nude statues of Hercules and Apollo in bronze, a startling sight in a country where nakedness in art is highly taboo.

In 1986, picnickers accidentally discovered an ancient church in the eastern region of Jubeil. Pictures of the simple stone building show crosses in the door frame.

It is fenced off – for its protection, authorities say – and archaeologists are barred from examining it.

Faisal al-Zamil, a Saudi businessman and amateur archaeologist, says he has visited the church several times.

He recalls offering a Saudi newspaper an article about the site and being turned down by an editor.

“He was shocked,” al-Zamil said. “He said he could not publish the piece.”

Associated Press Writer Lee Keath contributed from Cairo.

August 31, 2009 Posted by | Adventure, Arts & Handicrafts, Cultural, Generational, Leadership, Living Conditions, Saudi Arabia, Travel | 4 Comments

Sunset on Sunset Avenue

I arrived in Seattle just in time. My dearest, oldest friend’s father died as I was en route, and the service was this week. On a cold and dreary day, fortunately I had a dark dress with me, and I quickly ran and bought stockings, which are so irrelevant in the heat and humidity of August in Doha, and so necessary for a relatively formal occasion in Seattle.

Last night, we got together and walked, something we have done through the years, and then grabbed a bite to eat. We walked along Sunset Avenue, in Edmonds, just as the sun was setting.

In one of the yards, we saw this wonderful tarted-up piece of driftwood:

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The light was glorious:
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August 31, 2009 Posted by | Beauty, Exercise, ExPat Life, Family Issues, Friends & Friendship, Interconnected, Living Conditions, Public Art, Seattle, Travel | 2 Comments

The Edmonds Market

The Edmonds Market is one of my favorite things in my hometown, just north of Seattle. Street vendors set up early, and by nine in the morning the market is already going strong. I like to get there early, to get a good choice and – to get a parking space.

It was a wonderful, cool, cloudy morning, but there was no rain. I stopped at Celebrations, a bakery/catering booth, and bought chocolate covered brownies for a gathering later in the day, and an orange/cinnamon roll for my own sinful indulgence. (It was sticky and wonderful!)

All of the people photographed here gave permission for their photos:

The honey man who mixes all his own honeys and brings his bees to pollinate crops for various farmers:
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The relish makers – a variety of homemade chutneys, condiments, relishes, made by them from herbs and vegetables they grow:

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This lady sells wonderful lotions in divine fragrances – sandlewood, ginger and lime, etc.
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This woman and her daughter knit and crochet darling little clothes for babies!
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I found these wonderful squash / pumpkins:

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There are all kinds of vendors selling flowers, at wonderful prices:

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Just outside the Edmonds Street Market is the gazebo round-about, and every now and then, some kids think it hysterically funny to pour a little detergent into it, making it bubble over:

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There is a Starbucks by the fountain, with several tables outside to accommodate dog walking patrons:

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August 30, 2009 Posted by | Arts & Handicrafts, Community, Cultural, ExPat Life, Food, Living Conditions, Marketing, Seattle, Shopping, Travel | 7 Comments

Joke for Women

A sixteen year-old boy came home with a new Chevrolet Avalanche and his
parents began to yell and scream, ‘Where did you get that truck???!!!’

He calmly told them, ‘I bought it today.’

‘With what money?’ demanded his parents. They knew what a Chevrolet
Avalanche cost.

‘Well,’ said the boy, ‘this one cost me just fifteen dollars.’ So the
parents began to yell even louder. ‘Who would sell a truck like that for
fifteen dollars?’ they said.

‘It was the lady up the street,’ said the boy. I don’t know her name –
they just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I
wanted to buy a Chevrolet Avalanche for fifteen dollars.’

‘Oh my Goodness!,’ moaned the mother, ‘she must be a child abuser. Who knows
what she will do next? John, you go right up there and see what’s going
on.’ So the boy’s father walked up the street to the house where the lady
lived and found her out in the yard calmly planting petunias!

He introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a new
Chevrolet Avalanche for fifteen dollars and demanded to know why she did it.

‘Well,’ she said, ‘this morning I got a phone call from my husband.. (I
thought he was on a business trip, but learned from a friend he had run off
to Hawaii with his mistress and really doesn’t intend to come back)

He claimed he was stranded and needed cash, and asked me to sell his new
Chevrolet Avalanche and send him the money.

So I did.’

(Are women good or what?)

August 30, 2009 Posted by | Civility, Cultural, Humor, Joke, Marriage, Mating Behavior, Relationships, Women's Issues | 5 Comments

Casper’s A Taste of the South

We had decided on one restaurant, an Italian restaurant we both like, and were on our way, when Mom thought of another restaurant we might like to try, but it was on the way, so we could look at it and decide whether we wanted to eat there or go on to the Italian one.

This is very normal for our family. Our son used to call it “bait and switch” because we would say “Hey! Do you want to go to Tortilla Gonzales?” and he would say “Yeah!” and we would all jump in the car and then on the causeway, AdventureMan would say “You know I really have a taste for Chinese . . . would anyone prefer Chinese?” and I would jump in and say “We’re really close to that sushi place we all love!” and then our son would have to rein us in “NO! You said we were going to Tortilla Gonzales!”

Once he went away to college, we switched all the time. Later, we learned that now he and his wife do the old switch-a-roo, too – family culture is a hard thing to shake.

So we are en route and Mom suddenly shouts “RIBS!” and I say “What??” and she said “We just passed a rib place!” We were at a stop light. “Mom,” I asked, “Do you want to go to that rib place?”

Silence.

Silence.

I pull into the U-turn lane and complain “You’ve got to start dealing with me directly; if you want to go to the rib place, you have to say so!” The complete irony being that I was already making the U-turn, which is what she wanted me to do. . . . Family culture being a hard thing to shake . . .

But as we pulled into the already crowded parking lot, the smell was absolutely divine. There was already a line. Good thing, too, it gave us time to read the menu and decide what we wanted.

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We both ordered ribs. We are both forbidden to eat ribs. I eat ribs maybe one time each year, like once, at a buffet, I ate one small rib. It is so rare that I allow myself to eat a rib that I can remember even that one tiny rib. But this time, I ordered ribs, because my Mom did. She ordered Sweet Potato Fries and Cole Slaw and I ordered Hush Puppies and Cole Slaw.

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You are going to be so so proud of me. I took pictures before we ate the food this time, well, except for one tiny bite I took out of the hushpuppies, but that was to show you what they look like on the inside. (My Mom has NEVER had a hushpuppy in her life before having one of mine.)

We sat down in the large outside sitting place – I can’t help but wonder what they do in the winter time, because it can get really really cold and damp in Seattle, but I am guessing that they do a huge take-out business.

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They have a map that they want people to put push-pins in to say where they are from:

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I made a little addition:
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And, as I promised, here is the food. Actually, they gave Mom this HUGE portion, about double my portion, but since I got four ribs and only ate two, Mom took home a huge box of leftover ribs to package up and freeze and have a little at a time.

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Did you know sweet potatoes are really really healthy for you?
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(I think sweet potatoes are healthier for you when they have a lower surface/interior ratio and have absorbed less fat, but these are totally, incredibly delicious. That’s sugar on the sweet potato fries, not salt.) Mom took leftover sweet potato fries home, too.

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I can’t even pretend that there is anything healthy about deep fried cornbread. I ate them all, except the one Mom ate. They . . . they were really really good. Yes, I am so ashamed, but I would do it again.

And no, I didn’t take a photo of the sweet potato pie, generously seasoned with fresh nutmeg, it was divine, or the key lime pie we couldn’t eat and Mom took that home, too.

Oh, this food was good. As we left, the line stretched way out to door and into the parking lot.

Casper’s Taste of the South
15030 Bothell Way
Lake Forest Park, WA
(206)268-0202

Casper’s A Taste of the South

Their slogan is:

Put a Little South in Your Mouth. LLLOOOLLLL!

August 29, 2009 Posted by | Cooking, Cross Cultural, Customer Service, Diet / Weight Loss, Doha, Eating Out, ExPat Life, Family Issues, Geography / Maps, Health Issues, Humor, Living Conditions, Relationships, Seattle, Women's Issues | 9 Comments