You cannot actually find everything on the Internet. I know this because for the last several days, I've been searching for a children's song that we had on an LP when I was 5 or 6. Part of an album celebrating American history, the song describes the process of the thirteen colonies voting to approve the Declaration of Independence. Since I can't find it anywhere, I'll take a stab at it from memory:
Notes From All Over
School's out. Graduations are over and done. Mother's Day-check. Father's Day-ditto. And this week, even the weather gods got the memo: cue the sunshine and warmth. It's summertime; put your feet up and enjoy!
At the height of summer, you won't catch me tackling complicated, multi-step recipes. There's no need; when the farmer's markets are loaded with fresh produce, a locally-sourced salad and grilled fish or chicken are as good as it gets. Corn on the cob, garden-ripe tomatoes, and minimal intervention are the law of the land.
The New Yorker's Shouts & Murmurs* column is one of my favorite distractions. Because for me, funny + well written = weekly appointment humor. But this week's version, titled 'We're Sorry', really knocked it out of the ballpark.
'Is it enough to say we're sorry? We don't think so. Because we want to make things right. And that starts with admitting to what we did-owning it-even if it wasn't entirely our fault, because nothing really happened.' And so on, referencing everyone from 'victims' of the #MeToo movement to Facebook, Wells Fargo, and Amazon's Alexa.
At Pour Richard's, we love local. Our 'house' rum is Privateer, from Massachusetts. We are also proud to carry spirits from Mad River, in Vermont's Mad River Valley, Medfield's Astraluna Distillery, Berkshire Mountain Distillery, and many others.
Why?The better question is 'Why NOT?'. Because local companies employ local residents. More of the revenue stays in the immediate area. Money you were going to spend anyway also benefits your town and region.
Up until just a few years ago, I never envisioned I'd be selling wine in cans. Because honestly, who thought that would become a big trend?
We're not averse to alternative packaging; in fact, we're huge fans of good quality boxed wine. Cost-effective, environmentally friendly, AND it keeps the wine fresh for weeks? Sign us up!
The problem is that 'good quality' bit. Because for every excellent boxed wine that we're happy to carry, there are 30 more that are just horrible. I think I have tasted them all at this point. And that goes double for cans.
For me, Memorial Day will forever prompt memories of our small town Memorial Day program, held at the high school gym and featuring the high school band, a few hymns, and the awkward speeches of local 'dignitaries' far more comfortable on a tractor than behind a podium. Following the program, there was a procession out to the two rural cemeteries, where aged veterans would salute, and the Ladies Aid would place flags and wreaths on the graves of our fallen soldiers.
Did you know that today is National Bring Your Parents to the Playground Day? Also: National Quiche Lorraine Day. Better yet, it's also National Rescue Dog Day! (Hello, here's my chance to get another dog!) Tomorrow, you can celebrate National Waitstaff Day or National Strawberries and Cream Day. Tuesday? That's National Vanilla Pudding Day.
Simply put, any date seems to have one or more 'National Days'. But there's an extra special one coming up this Friday. May 25 is National Wine Day!
Anyone who knows me in the slightest degree knows that I worship a good cup of coffee. I happily make large detours in order to visit my favorite coffee shop. I *may* give preferential treatment to sales reps savvy enough to bring me a latte on busy days. My family once gave me a Christmas ornament that read: Instant Human-Just Add Coffee. They have a point: I am much better prepared to seize the day-not to mention a LOT more pleasant-when I'm adequately caffeinated.
Randomly checking movie listings this week, I got a particularly sad surprise. After 33 years, Providence's Cable Car Cinema is closing, a victim of skyrocketing rents.
I sometimes tell the story of the 'worst sales presentation ever'.
Sales Rep: We have this new wine called 'Sequin'! Look-it has sequins on the bottle-it's designed to appeal to women, and so of course I thought of you! So what do you think?
Me: Ummm...where do I even start?
Completely aside from his assumption that all women like the exact same things...really? A bottle with sequins? I like my shine to come from inside, thank you very much.