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» Sunday, March 16, 2008Sunny Afternoon
James gave the kitchen a good cleaning and put the grates in the dishwasher while I did the bathroom thing; by the time we both finished and went through the newspaper, we decided it was time to go out for a little bit and enjoy ourselves. We swung by the post awful to mail Easter cards, then went out to the Borders in East Cobb to redeem our Valentine Seattle Best coffee shop freebee coupons, which expired today. James doesn't like coffee and I can't drink it, so we both had cocoa trios instead, sharing the coffee shop space with mostly college (maybe high school) students doing their homework. I found a great book called Sara and Eleanor, about Eleanor Roosevelt's relationship with her mother-in-law.
The Borders in East Cobb is located in a shopping center called "The Avenue at East Cobb." (There is also an "Avenue at West Cobb." That one has a Barnes & Noble.) It is arranged around a horseshoe shaped road with trees, bushes in flower beds, and benches dotted periodically on the sidewalk. Many people go there just for a walk-around and we found folks just enjoying the sunny, low-60s temps. One lady had a rambunctious, long-coated half-grown dog who came bouncing toward us. He looked like a wheaten-colored briard. (Maybe he was.) Then, along the sidewalk near Williams-Sonoma, there was a balding, middle-aged guy in a tank top and shorts, supervising a pack of tiny Yorkshire terriers, all male. They had just been shorn for the summer with only their heads left fully furred and without the hair looked tinier than chihuahuas.
Before we stopped at Borders we had gone to Trader Joe's. Picked up more of their delicious chicken apple sausage, some popcorn, thai ginger carrots, etc. I found a salad bag full of nothing but what Harry's calls "Chinese endive" and what Trader Joe's calls "frisée." Whatever. I love this stuff. I suppose I should have gotten some baby greens to go along with it, but I was just so excited to find it.
So now I'm off to have a nice frisée salad, sprinkled with slivered almonds and scattered with a bit of Asian Sesame dressing. Bye...