Since you are what you eat, I bought organic figs, blueberries, cherries, dried cranberries, apples. Figs -- nothing better on earth. And if you go back to the fall in Genesis, you can see that they have been around for a very long time.

Having said that, don't you love the Bible verse that says it's not what we put into our mouths that defiles us, but what comes out of our mouths that defiles us? I just LOVE how the Bible puts everything into perspective in about 2 seconds flat, end of question.

Today I visited with my very original friend. She's a St. Petersburg Classic, even though she is from a very southern state that is not Florida. (Florida is not a southern state culturally, unfortunately.) She has had a giant fern hanging from her front porch for as long as I can remember, she named him Buddy Raie, forgive my spelling, but it sounds like Ray. The fern hung there forever. I said, Where is he? Obviously, he was not there anymore, there is no way on God's green earth you could miss Buddy Raie. She even had some of her friends doing correspondence with Buddy. Well, Buddy is now broken down and dispensed to various parts of the yard.

Then I learned about Earlene. But, hark! I forget what I learned about Earlene. In fact, I forget who Earlene is, someone along the lines of Buddy Raie. Oh, rats. Well, I'm begging my friend to get all of her stories in print. She has recorded many, but there are many more to go and the world is waiting, TRUST ME.

We were exchanging cat stories. As in I hope my Dad read Dewey, the book I gave him for Father's Day. And she says there are must-read books on a cat who lived in Paris and London. Well, I have cat on the brain. At a party tonight the couple hosting own a Rag Doll Cat. Boy, he's the cat to end all cats. It got me to thinking about poor little Earl Grey. I just have to have a cat. Especially after Jazzi visited my sister's and became crazy for my niece's cat, Alice. All day long Jazzi made it her business to shadow Alice. Jazzi'd waggle her tail and go around looking for her. At first Alice could not be bothered. But by the end Alice moved in on Jazzi's bed and would lie on her back while Jazzi hovered and made play noises.

Well, I have Spanish Flan on the brain tonight. Yes, they brought a big pan of it from Pepin's Restaurant, all syrupy. IT IS DELICIOUS, and I just stopped short of three big helpings. This was following an afternoon chocolate malt with friend of Buddy Raie fame. No wonder Earlene has slipped my mind at present. But this will be one of those things I won't sleep until I remember. Was she a Rosemary Bush? Naw. My friend is excellent at growing Rosemary, that's her specialty.

One of my friends from Jr. High school turned 50 today. She wrote me that she remembers our sleepovers and playing with each other's hair. I'm here to tell you, she is way ahead of me. Well, I DO remember going to her house and one slumber party in particular. Whew. And I DO remember how much I loved her and she was tons of fun, always laughing, everything was funny.

Figs,
KEM