Sunday, December 30, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #149

                                                    Image/ R.A.D. Stainforth

THANK YOU, Tess, at Magpie TalesThanks for all your creativity...Happy New Year, one and all...


I want to open the windows
in every room,
let the stench
of last year's corruption disappear
in a blur of smoke.

I want to suddenly feel
the promise of springtime in January.

I want my children to be underfoot,
my daily sneezing
to be the worst of it.

I want to forgive all art,
to have poetry
dancing through my wits,
to kiss a prince,
have him stay a day or two.

I want to go through the new year
lead by last year's angels,
and if I'm no longer here at the end,
I want to come to you in a dream
and tell you I'm alright.

                                                          Happy 2013  

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Sunday, December 23, 2012

WELCOME...Merry Christmas..happy holidays!

Enter and enjoy...can't think of anything nicer than to share some luscious, simple recipes.  I'll do the hors d'oeuvres, the veggies, and the dessert.  You can do the main course!  And the good cheer...

Pears with Blue Cheese and Prosciutto

2 ripe pears, cut into wedges
2 tsps. lemon juice
1 bunch arugula
3 oz. blue cheese, cut into small pieces
6 oz. thin sliced prosciutto
In a bowl, toss the pears and lemon juice.  Layer a slice of pear, an arugula leaf, and a piece of cheese on a piece of prosciutto, and roll up.  Serves 8.
Roasted Vegetables  
1 1/2 lbs. beets, peeled and cut into wedges
1 1/2 lbs. parsnips, peeled and cut into 2" chunks
1 1/2 lbs. baby carrots, peeled.  Leave 1" of tops on
4 tbls. brown sugar
4 tbls. olive oil
2 tbls. apple cider vinegar
1 lb. shitake mushrooms, cleaned and stemmed
Heat oven to 400 deg.  Place vegetables in roasting pan. 
In a bowl, whisk together brown sugar, oil, and vinegar.  Pour over vegetables, toss to cover.
Cook until tender, about 1 hour, stirring halfway.  Add mushrooms last 10 minutes, and toss well, finish roasting.  Season with salt and fresh ground pepper.  Serves 8.
Apricot Crumble

2 sticks unsalted butter, cold, cut into pieces
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/3 cup sugar
1/4 cup light brown sugar
1 tsp. baking powder
1/4 tsp. salt
1 egg yolk
1 tsp. vanilla extract
3/4 cup apricot jam
1 tsp. grated fresh ginger.

Heat oven to 375 deg.  Coat an 8 inch square baking dish with 1 tbls. butter. 
In a food processor, combine flour, granulated sugar, brown sugar, baking powder, and salt.  Pulse to combine.  Add remaining butter and pulse till crumbly.  Add egg yolk and vanilla and pulse till mixture just comes together, but is still crumbly.
Take 1/2 cup of dough to a small bowl, cover with plastic wrap and save in refrigerator.  Press remaining dough into baking dish, and push sides up about 1/4 inch around edge.
Combine jam and ginger.  Spread evenly over crust.  Crumble remaining refrigerated dough over the top. Bake until golden brown, about 35 min.  Cool on wire rack for 20 min. before cutting.  Serves 9.

Thanks to Real
        A great holiday to all!

                     RIP...Lee Dorman/ 70/ Sept.15, 1942-Dec. 21, 2012

                                  Iron Butterfly/  In-a-Gadda-da-Vida
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Monday, December 17, 2012

MAGPIE TALES...Prompt #148

                                                                 Photo/ Andy Magee

Thank you Tess, at Magpie Tales.

           Something to share...a bit of good luck.  A really terrific blog, VenusBlogs,  genererally covers "women's issues" in a most creative and enlightened way, asked for permission to post my poem of last week, Magpie Prompt #147, "Lost At Sea".  You bet!! 
           Please check it out....


Follow me to the
end of the world.  Desire me
at the finish line.

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Wednesday, December 12, 2012


                                                        Photo/ New York Times/ 12.12.12


Let's say it's the first day of spring.  At last.  Fifty shades of grey slush are being washed away from New York stoops and sidewalks.  Balmy days are here again.  Well, if you can't bear to see a yellow daffodil popping up in that crack in the sidewalk, have I got a treat for you.

Opening this Spring, and be the first kid on the block to know it, is the Minus5deg Ice Bar.  Winter one more day.  Yay!  Just so you can plan ahead, it's going to be at the New York Hilton.  Can Paris be far behind?

Already in New Zealand, Monte Carlo, Las Vegas, now you can look forward to freezing  your ass off in New York for an extended winter.  All-ice bar, chairs, tables, glasses made of ice.  All the ice to clink in your drink is Canadian.  Glasses frozen in New Zealand.  What, even our ice has to be outsourced?

Ice sculptures inspired by ice.

No food, (not even a frozen TV dinner), just drinks.  $17. for a drink.  The specialty of the house, vodka, at the top of the list if you have fond memories of Siberia.  And to ward off frost bite, you will be given a parka, with faux fur.  And boots.  And a hat.  Upon entering.  Check your stilettos at the door.

Can't wait to see the ladies room.  Penguins in attendance?

Hi, do you come here often?

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Sunday, December 9, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #147

THANK YOU, Tess, at Magpie Tales...


Ulysses sails
the map of my back,
tracing a path
where balmy currents
the Cape of Good Hope.

The Flying Dutchman
set his wrist
to my pulse,
then rushed away
to doom.

Don't fear
the Cape of Storms.
Here is the path
to the covenant,
where sugarbirds
search for nectar,
and patches of lilies
give up their scent.

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Monday, December 3, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #146

THANK YOU, Tess, for Magpie Tales....
Great saints, even Joan and Polycarp,
having doubt at the final bind to the tree,
reach through the burn for the brass ring.
What if heaven's eye opens to darkness,
time is a click, nothing more,
and a name engraved on a stone
is all there is?  Born and died,
a box of days, laid in the earth.
Martyrs sway with their last breath,
hearing a requiem
as they approach the endless blaze,
sputter like twigs,
try to take wing,
find their soul,
grab hold of the savior's hem.
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