I love the way a little flake salt sprinkled on the top makes the honey sweetness dance on your tongue. (Press in a bit with your fingers while still warm.)
Amanda Chablani came by yesterday — first time I’ve seen her in a year and a half, and we ended up talking for three hours. She brought delicious scones from Courageous Bakery & Cafe — with peaches from the garden, apples from the grocery store, coffee and tea, it was a perfect brunch on the porch.
I think we’re also going to get together for pizza and board games sometime soon, as part of my scheme to organize play dates for Kevin so we can have more mutual friends. I’m finding as I look ahead to possible shelter-in-place again this winter (maybe I’m pessimistic, I don’t know), it’s assuaging my anxiety a little to make some actual plans to socialize with a few people, building in a little structure, just in case.
I put Kavi (age 14) on a plane this morning to go visit her grandparents in California for a week. (Anand isn’t vaccinated yet, so couldn’t go.) She’ll have a great time with them, and they’ll have a great time with her. I was a total anxious mess until she got on the plane, and I miss her like crazy already.
“[Having a child] is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.” — Elizabeth Stone