“YUM”




My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
Robert and I have been up in Philadelphia this week for an anniversary getaway, so most of my Happy Bringers are found within our travel.
1. First, a few photographic mistakes I made during the week. Which are actually sort of cool.



2. Delicious and messy Philly Cheesesteak at Pat’s King of Steaks (who supposedly created the iconic sandwich).


3. The Joy of being able to travel a bit. Everybody certainly doesn’t have the luxury.
4. Well, …

5. Unbeknown to HR and me while planning our Philadelphia trek … landing smack dab in the center of Philly’s Gayborhood.



Iconic gay bookstore, Giovanni’s Room, a short walk away.


May you have a Grand and Gay Weekend ahead!
P.S. As I write this post, Robert and I are on the Midnight Train to Georgia. (We arrive in Atlanta early morn.)

“[We’re] leaving (leaving)
On that midnight train to Georgia (leaving on a midnight train)
Hmm, yeah
Said [we’re] going back (going back to find)
To a simpler place and time (and when [we take] that ride)
Oh yes, [we are]”




I don’t quite know how to tell you this, but when the guards weren’t looking, HR somehow managed to “confiscate” Van Gogh’s spectacular masterpiece (on the day of our ninth anniversary, no less). Then with his uncanny abilities, dastardly reduce the treasure to pin/brooch size!

He obviously didn’t think I would notice his new “pin” (he has a zillion).
But I did.
Here we are this morn at our hotel’s breakfast, Robert so casually enjoying his coffee, watching the news, not realizing I was documenting evidence.

Now I must decide what to do about all his travel shenanigans.

Today, December 9, marks the 9th Anniversary of … Us.
Nine years ago today …


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We’re now on a week Anniversary Getaway that started with a busy weekend in Atlanta and continued on to the neatest little boutique hotel in downtown Philadelphia.
Today, HR and I are taking the Amtrak …

… an hour away to a cold New York City for an Anniversary Day Trip.

First stop …


Then the subway to a NYC museum we have never visited …


Fascinating!








On to our Anniversary Meal at Del Frisco’s Grille, Rockerfeller Plaza.




Indeed, a Happy Anniversary.
So after a wonderful holiday celebration on Thanksgiving Day itself over at my daughter Amy’s on Skidaway Island, Robert and I had our own little family Thanksgiving celebration here at home last night.
It was really Robert’s night as culinary chef. I just helped with prep and cleanup mainly.
Here he is tying up the Cornish hens …

Toasting the cornbread for the sage sausage dressing …

Pan frying the bacon and brussels sprouts …

HR set it all up on this neat little high rise table …

Oh wait, I did do something! I set up the festive holiday dining table.


I probably should not have done this, but as Robert started to say a beautiful Thanksgiving Blessing, I opened my eyes real quick and photographed him. (Who does such a thing?!)

The prayer went on quite a while. I had ample opportunity for a cute close-up.

He caught me after he muttered a too-quick “Amen,” not allowing me time to hide my iPhone.

Then on to the food!


Scrumptiously delicious.
Oh, and don’t forget his pumpkin pie!

What a Delicious Feast with Just the Two of Us.
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post.


So this afternoon, HR (Husband Robert, to the uninitiated), Ex-wife Donna and I went to see the current top-grossing film in the nation, Wicked: For Good.

We got our popcorn and headed for Auditorium One, when we decided we REALLY needed photo documentation (well, perhaps I alone decided that, but HR and Donna went along).


In a weird way, just the three of us out together on a movie date is … Defying Gravity.

“It’s time to try defying gravity
I think I’ll try defying gravity
And you can’t pull me down”

I Have Been.









I’m marveling this Monday morn, remembering two recent preposterously delicious meals Robert and I shared.

First, Robert absolutely outdid himself the other night at supper with his Fisherman’s Pie.

Starring cod, shrimp, smoked salmon snd crab leg meat.


With a supporting cast of leeks, spinach and heavy cream. Topped off with succulent mashed potatoes.

Somewhat similar to a seafood chowder, with a thicker consistency.

Oh my GOODNESS.
The recipe HR used, in case you’re interested:
Trying not to be outdone, I put together (in my mother‘s old cast iron skillet, which actually belonged to her mother) another supper of Bone-In Pork Chops with Honey-crisp Apples and Spiced Cider.



It tasted like autumn!



And a link to my recipe:
P.S. I love using the word “supper” instead of “dinner.” It’s nostalgic. It’s home.
