Lately, I’ve been busy and lazy — and just not in the mood to focus on writing blogs (don’t mind reading them though). Think it’s also because I’ve been hunkering down at home lately as it gets a wee bit colder, so don’t have many adventures to share other than my crazy dreams. Had another one last night — I was working in a restaurant with Dr. Fleischman from Northern Exposure — he was a dishwasher. Probably related to one of the episodes I watched last night when he joined the volunteer fire department — that’s the only thing I can think of — so dish washing hose, firefighting hose? He didn’t seem too bent out of shape to be washing dishes — amazing for his character.
I did venture out to Providence on Saturday, a majorly skanky day — cold rain, raw, possibility of snow. Met my girlfriend at the Foundry Show which was smaller than we expected but still good. From there we went to the Providence Winter Market which I cannot speak highly enough of — got a huge bag of organic oats from Maine (love my “rolled oats” for breakfast as my Irish gran used to call them), some Jacob’s cattle beans and all kinds of yummy veggies. Had read about a beet and endive salad on a blog Friday — sounded so good, I found the ingredients in Providence. Afterwards it was on to the delightful Olga’s Cup and Saucer, a place I’ve always loved. About 7 or 8 years ago, after dropping my girl and her friend off at TF Green airport to catch their flight to Florida (which they promptly missed because Mom did not plan for post-9/11 security delays), I had my meltdown at Olga’s as I talked to a flight attendant trying to get them on the next plane (Success! Go Southwest — you are the best!).
Olga Bravo is an artisan baker and RISD grad — there’s all kinds of cool metal work there — racks, seating and what not — and back then, before the addition, it had an industrial feel inside (it may have been an old gas station down there in Providence’s Jewelry District). It was Valentine’s season and Olga had all these cool paper hearts hanging from the pipes. Her place can always restore this weary traveling mama’s soul. I mean how can you go wrong with art, tea and scrumptious cookies?
i never missed an episode of northern exposure. i wanted to move to cicely, alaska! i wish i could uproot olga’s and move her to my downtown. am picturing the meltdown only because we’ve all been there! i remember one in the middle of a mall after my mom died. happy monday wishes.
xo