May. 6th, 2017

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These recipes have appeared in the references for the Cuoio and Chiara thread of Polychrome Heroics. They're Mobsters in the classic sense, thus most of these are Italian or Sicilian.

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We went to visit my parents today.

This started with a trip to Danville Gardens, where I picked out three flats of small plants, another of gallon-sized plants, and a bag of tiny houseplants.  Lots of annual flowers for pots, some herbs, a couple different flavors of peppers that I'm going to try growing for Doug, a few perennials, a batch of tiny succulents I plan to plant in a saucer, and a couple of epiphytes.  There were also gardenias, jasmine, and bougainvillea in bloom, which we admired but didn't buy because they're greenhouse-only plants.  

Doug spotted a kinetic sculpture, basically three pendulums on a rack that can be set swinging.  He wanted to check the price, I thought it'd be too expensive, but it was only $99.99 which for garden art that size is a ridiculous bargain, and kinetics usually cost even more.  So I said, "Get it!" and we did.  :D  We still need to get a paver to put it on.

Mom picked out a western hat woven in shades of light and dark brown, very nice.  While we were looking at roses, I happened to spot a perfect Blue Girl, which despite the name, is actually supposed to be lavender.  They often aren't, but this one was the color shown in catalogs -- a pure, clear lavender.  \o/  Also it smelled intensely sweet.  So I grabbed it and put it in the cart for Mom, who is thrilled with it.

Another really cool thing: they had a huge roll of plastic sheets, for free, that you could tear off to line your trunk and protect it from muddy pots.  Brilliant.  In fact we saved it to cover the dining room table, because not all the plants would fit on top of the washer in the foyer.

Supper was also awesome.  We went to a different restaurant this time, Rich's Deluxe.  I'm not into salads, but I know what an awesome salad bar looks like, starting with they had mixed-leaf lettuce not just chopped iceberg.  Fresh bread in baskets.  A really great appetizer platter.  And lobster ravioli on special for $9.99, which was not as I expected a bit of lobster in a cheese filling, but rather hunks of lobster inside the pasta plus  whole shrimp and hunks of crab in the sauce. I think the sauce is an acquired taste -- a mix of marinara and alfredo which I'd never had before.  Kind of good, but unfamiliar.

Later when Doug and I were in Champaign, I found a ceramic pot glazed in the shade of blue-green you get from really nice copper glazes, for $12.99 which is about half what those usually go for.  :D  So this year I'm breaking from my usual tradition of giving Mom her Mother's Day flowers in a plastic hanging basket (which they now have all over the garden) and using this instead.  Should be fun.  But now I need to buy more potting soil because I have less than half of a big bag left, and I just got a ton of things that'll need potting up in bigger pots than they came in.  Plus whatever flowers I can find that'll look good in that pot -- probably white ones and some coppery coleus, because almost nothing blooms in that shade of blue-green.

Awesome day, aside from both of us being exhausted.  This was after  we spent 20 minutes this morning horsing the very heavy new tool cabinet out of the truck and into the house.  We got it onto the trolley, and even up the first step on the patio, but it jammed at the front door.  I wound up using a lever and fulcrum to raise the trolley wheels high enough to clear the threshold.  Physics is your friend.  ;)
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This poem came out of the May 2, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by Anthony Barrette. It also fills the "criminal intent" square in my 4-3-17 card for the [community profile] origfic_bingo fest. This is the kind of history I grew up reading, and sometimes got kicked out of class for mentioning; so if you like the way I write this stuff, thank my father.

"Battles and Wars"

George Armstrong Custer
was a man who told his own tales,
tall ones, inflating his deeds and his ego.

He had a white wife and a Cheyenne mistress,
who shouted and whispered his history.

He did whatever he wanted,
often with criminal intent.

He lost the battle but won the war.

The Lakota honored the Paha Sapa,
the Black Hills, more than they cared for gold,
and fought to protect their sacred lands.

The Cheyenne, too, followed them
off the empty prison of the reservation
to make their stand at Greasy Grass.

Among them, his Cheyenne woman
was left to speak her truth.

They won the battle but lost the war.

* * *

George Armstrong Custer is most famous for his last, fatal mistakes in the Battle of Greasy Grass (Little Bighorn).  For a native account, see the illustrations by Red Horse.  According to oral tradition, he also had a son by a Cheyenne mistress. You can read more about his shabby reputation here.

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This poem is spillover from the May 2, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by Anthony Barrette.

WARNING: This poem contains graphic descriptions of violent history and current malfeasance that many readers may find disturbing. It includes references to the Holocaust, Nazism and its sympathizers, trench warfare, rotting flesh, lying about historic facts, and other mayhem. Please consider your tastes and headspace before deciding whether this is something you want to read.

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