So much sadness lately… so many tragedies, some major, some minor. It’s such a foul Monday.
- My dad’s brother passed away yesterday. I didn’t know him well, and we weren’t close at all. But I worry about my dad, who has lost three brothers in the past few years.
- Gourmet magazine is closing. It was my first food magazine, and is still my favorite. I can’t believe Conde Nast chose to close Gourmet and keep Bon Appetit. What were they thinking?
- First, my friend and bartender Ryan Ffrench left Annie’s Cafe. Then chef Mark Schmidt left. And now, tragedy of all tragedies, friend and bar manager David Alan left Annie’s. I don’t know what’s going on there to make so many people leave so suddenly, but it can’t be good. Who is making drinks now? Are they following David’s recipes? Is everything still fresh and fun and perfect? I’m afraid to find out. Where will we (my foodie friends and I) meet up now? Oh, sadness.
- Justin and I just finished reading Catching Fire. We have to wait a year until the sequel is published, and we’re left in that Empire Strikes Back kind of limbo… someone missing, someone sad, war imminent. (sigh)
- I had nightmare after nightmare last night … Justin had to wake me up several times because I was screaming. This is not a new thing, I’ve had nightmares (and night terrors) since I was a teenager, but last night’s were especially vicious.
I think I’ll have to bake some cookies tonight. Cookies make everything better.
Hope your Monday is going well. I promise my next post won’t be such a downer. :/