And she got to hold his baby son before she left
Friday October 05th 2012, 11:23 pm
Filed under: Food,Friends,Life,Recipes

Left the house at 2:00 to take a friend to the airport: his grandmother had just died of Alzheimer’s and he was taking one day off from the intense world of medical training to fly out for the funeral.

When someone needs a ride for that, you take them.

But I asked him beforehand if we could leave just a few minutes earlier? Maybe ten? I had a doctor’s appointment to go to.

Sure, no problem!

As we went down the road, he talked about the strangeness of grief mixed with relief and the loss that had happened years before–and loss again, but with a…but…. Now at last she’s with his Grandpa again.

And then. I only got a brief glance because I was the one at the wheel–but at the place where I have seen one before, a peregrine falcon suddenly burst past the trees next to the road and zoomed across in front of us, both of us going, WOW!, low enough down that for a split second I worried maybe a semi might… But it was safe. In the blink, I would have guessed it a female for the shape of the body and likely an adult or near-adult. So close! Wow!

And I wondered silently, Ty, you have no idea, but a raptor always shows up when I need one, especially peregrines and my Cooper’s hawk. Maybe you needed one too.

There was some slowdown going on in San Jose but I got out of the backup and away to the gate about the time expected–but coming back around onto the freeway, traffic where I had just been was one solid mass of cars clear back to the next city. Had we left five minutes later, I would have been utterly hosed.

I was exactly on time for my doctor. We had a fair bit to discuss, and she’s a good one: she takes the time.

I raced home (it was 5:00 by now) and started peeling apples. Richard called; I dropped everything and went to get him since I had his car. Coming out of the neighborhood, a large red-tailed hawk soared right above. I have never seen one here before!

More backup. They’ve been digging up the road where pipeline 132, the infamous San Bruno Fire pipeline, goes down the neighborhood. Came home. Chopped apples. An old quick New Hampshire autumn dinner is that you cook sausage crumbles with diced preferably Granny Smith apples (getting out absolutely as much grease as you can) and then when it’s all done, pour just a little maple syrup on it in the serving dish, grade B for the more intense flavor if you can find it. Trader Joe’s here has it.

Thirty-seven minutes after we walked in the door together, the table was cleared and set, three different dishes were cooked from scratch, and our dinner guests arrived. We did it.

I could never have pulled half of that off in the bad old days. Wow life. Look at me now!

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I’m not sure I could pull that off in the good old days. Good job.

Comment by LauraN 10.06.12 @ 8:19 am

The apple and sausage crumble sounds wonderful! I’ll be trying it very soon, using our grade C syrup bought from a neighbor. Proportions of apples to sausage? Breakfast sausage or sweet Italian? Any onions or seasoning? And I’m curious what else you served with it. Sounds like a perfect dinner for a busy school/work night when we’re all home late after a soccer game.

Comment by India 10.06.12 @ 8:24 am

Onions a traditional option. Amounts and types are whatever you’ve got, whatever you want. Grade C? There’s a grade C? Oh, I wish!

Comment by AlisonH 10.06.12 @ 8:32 am

Are these raptors telling you something? Translator, please.

Ali-daughter? (I saw your Dad’s comment.)

Comment by Don Meyer 10.06.12 @ 10:02 am

I thought of you today. We were walking in Rittenhouse Square in Philly when I saw a raptor of somesort. I’m not good at telling what they are, but I thought of you and wondered.

Comment by afton 10.06.12 @ 11:02 am

OOOhhhh could I please have a recipe for the sausage crumbles with syrup and ideas about what to serve it with? (perhaps German pancakes) Oscar brought home some lovely stuff from Vermont! And it is apple time here in Michigan :}

Comment by Diana Troldahl 10.06.12 @ 4:32 pm

LauraN’s comment reminds me of going to a Tina Turner concert a few years back. She was strutting on stiletto heels down a catwalk above the audience, belting out her song, and I said to my friend, “wow, I hope I can do that when I’m 65!”, then realized how foolish that sounded as there wasn’t a chance I could do it at my then 47!

At any rate, you keep on rocking!

Comment by twinsetellen 10.06.12 @ 6:15 pm

It’s Carole’s favorite thing with thin sliced smoked rope-style sausage, like kielbasa, and we have never put maple on it. (Though that sounds good. However, I do have a diabetic in the house.) And slices with the kielbasa, not diced. I have tried various approaches, and doing the sausage and then removing it, cooking the apple slices and then adding back the sausage coins comes out best for me.

Comment by Marian 10.06.12 @ 8:06 pm

A doctor – for people or pets – who takes her time and has real wisdom and compassion is a treasure.

Too bad the Knight doesn’t like maple syrup. That dish sounds incredible.

Comment by Channon 10.07.12 @ 6:57 am

I am grateful for so many things in your post, starting with the post itself. 🙂

Comment by Suzanne from Montreal 10.07.12 @ 8:59 am

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