Visiting with old friends is just the best. This past weekend I enjoyed a visit from my college friend, Jerry Ziaja, who now lives in Paris and works as a trainer. Jerry and I were in MSU’s theatre department back in the good ol’ days, and did lots of musicals and children’s theatre tours. He later continued that with national and international tours as well as a performance at the White House!
We just talked and walked through MSU’s campus and gardens. With some folks, time doesn’t seem to change things. I’m lucky that this was one of those times (not to mention getting some good tips to supplement my own training and physical therapy).
All this plus an invitation to for us to visit Jerry in Paris and stay at his wonderful apartment! We're talking about two weeks -- Rick would ride his bike in France for one week and I'd stay in Paris with Jerry for both, where we would day-trip, shop our brains out (he knows all the places for the best deals, or so he says!) and drink wine in cafe's!
After tending to “the farm” (which is what I’ve started calling my flowerpot garden), mowing the lawn, and doing some homely things, I headed to Rick’s for dinner.
It’s strawberry shortcake season!
When I was a kid, we enjoyed one day at my grandparents’ farm that was ONLY strawberry shortcake for dinner. All you could eat on home made biscuits!
We weren’t all you could eat (Rick did pork loin on the grill, I brought orzo salad!)
But it was tasty! This time we served it on angel food cake, but the previous night’s biscuits were even better!
My recipe? Just mashed berries, enough sugar to sweeten but not so much as to make it too sweet, zest of a lemon and juice of about half a lemon. That really makes the difference!
A few father-son hijinks...
...then I walked home, where I saw the fourth bunny of the season! Not the best photo, but a grand memory of my favorite wildlife critters!
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