Tuesday, March 31, 2009
In a better time and place—specifically, in a time when I’m not trying to slog through 30 pages of dense reading about affirmative and negative covenants—I would apologize properly for disappearing for two months, only to return with an interstitial. No pictures, no recipes, no long-winded documentaries about the garden we’re putting in out back...just what the hell kind of foodish blog is this, anyway? I know, dear friends, and trust me, I feel plenty sheepish about it. All that stuff about cherry pie and Norwegian porridge feuds, they almost feel as if they were written by another person. I’m pretty sure that they weren’t, though, and I’m even more sure that the person who did write them is around here somewhere.
In the meantime, since the negative covenants are growing restless, I can at least share a little news:
1. Today I am a for-real-and-true Californian. Two hours into my morning study time at the library, I realized I left a book I needed at home. I swore gently, dropped off some of my books in my locker, and set off on the 20-minute walk home. Since I had a little time to kill, I decided to make a cup of tea. As I went into the bathroom to wash my hands, I heard a banging sound from the back of the house. Holy cow, I thought, someone’s trying to break in, and I stepped out of the bathroom gingerly, just in time to feel the floor roll underneath me. It took seven months, but I have finally lost my earthquake virginity.
2. Today I may be a for-real-and-true Californian, but come this July, I will be Auntie Jenny in the eyes of the law, as well as in the eyes of my best friend’s kids. The brother who used to send me smartassed letters from science camp, and who charmed an office full of publishing professionals when he was ten years old, has grown up into a responsible young man, and he and his awesome (and awesomely patient) wife are having a boy this summer. Of course I kicked into full auntie Monty and made him this:
Baby boy, there’s more where that came from, I promise. 
3. To answer the unspoken question: Oh, my god, I just want to get through this semester without flunking out of law school.
Okay, lovely ones, just for sitting through this nonsense, you deserve some pretty pictures at the very least.
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I love the bowl. Also --welcome to California. Even natural disasters happen in good weather here.
Ahh, the Bakerina has arisen like a fresh spring breeze—I would say lemony spring breeze, but that calls to mind furniture polish!
So glad to hear from you. You are missed!
I managed not to feel the only earthquake I’ve been in California to experience. I’d lived in Jersey too long and thought it was a truck going past. ::blush::
Earthquake? That’s nothing. You are not a true Californian until you’ve been evacuated because of wildfire! Hopefully this is one experience you will miss. Good luck with your studies.
Your first earthquake; how exciting! I still remember mine. 
Ow. Your picture of the orange tree breaks my heart, makes me miss an awful lot of things. Congratulations Aunterina. Can you imagine the boxes of magic, the jars or jewel-light, the power sugar puffing ingots of moist baked imagination bars, the plain brown UPS boxes come Christmas that that kid will come to anticipate having you as an aunt?
Glad to hear California is treating you well even with the trying to tear itself in two.
Good luck with the covenants, etc.
You will not fail.
Lovely orange tree. Thanks.
that sweater. oh my. your brother’s future spawn is one lucky kid.
back here in new york, we’re making do with the tulip trees that seem to be braving the early april winds. blossoms, soon.
Yes, welcome to the downside bit of California. I missed the last one because I was shopping at Trader Joe’s. ; )
Lucky nephew, and lucky you to have one. Baby sweaters—what joy!
Welcome to California! May all of the earthquakes you experience here be magnitude 5 or smaller. 
I LOVE the picture of the poppies. I was in Big Sur last weekend, and on our hike we saw whole hillsides of poppies and lupine in bloom. I love this time of year in the Bay Area. Everything’s blooming, the grass is green, and the California Buckeyes and Valley Oaks are leafing out in that brilliant new green.
Good luck with the rest of the semester!
It’s just good to hear your voice.
xo,
j.
Oranges! Oranges on the hoof!
Good to see you’re alive and kicking (outside of CrackBook, that is). And glad to see your first earthquake was not the Big One.
I made Meyer Lemon Curd a few weeks ago, and it made me think of you…
I’d say welcome to CA but since I’m not there any longer I’ll have to say, wow, do I miss those orange blossoms! I can smell them just looking at that photo.
Have you been to the Dutch Goose yet to eat the most wonderfully bad for you devilled eggs in the universe? And the french bread cheeseburger? A worthy greasy study break if you haven’t - I highly reccomend it. Fat is brain food, y’know?
(3567 Alameda de las Pulgas, Menlo Park - also good for the street name ...)
Bakerina, oh bakerina
Wherefor art thou, dearest bakerina?
p.s. on painkillers all typos look perfectly normal.
please excuse.
I miss you, Bakie! PLEASE come back to us soon! I know you’re uber-busy with law school, but I long for tales of the good life in Northern California, and all the good eats that are so abundant there!
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I love the bowl. Also --welcome to California. Even natural disasters happen in good weather here.