Dinner Parties, Here They Come

I now have flatware! Thanks to my wonderful parents, 68 glorious pieces in 18/10 stainless steel sit in my suitcase within a nice large silverware chest. That means these pieces are the toughest, most corrosion-resistant utensils in the steel market. I debated between a classic Lenox pattern and the more modern (w/ a simplified traditional motif) Hampton Signature Felicia, which was eventually bought. Currently $200 at Neiman Marcus, but more affordable somewhere special. :) Sweetness. It has fluid lines and a mirror-like reflection evocative of mercury metal. I adore most anything that is reminiscent of Brancusi's polished bronze Bird in Space. The floral scrolling at the bottom is like a tip of the hat to traditional romantic designs, but far less ornate. It's the little things in life, like beautiful eating utensils, that should bring one delight.

I feel like a snob saying this, but this is my opinion on flatware: They must first be functional. Pieces should not be flimsy so one is never in any constant danger of bending them out of whack. They must feel substantial and weighty, but not too heavy since you will eventually eat with them, sometimes hours. They must feel good turned around in your hand. They shouldn't have edges that are too sharp. Otherwise, don't buy them. Yes, I've met many a set that haven't made the cut, but at long last, one set finally made it. Well, they are a little heavy, so perhaps I should bring a setting for a 9 course meal to test them out?

Tidbits To Chew On

I'm finally back in Seattle again after several months in Silicon Valley. For months, I floated around. But now I'm grounded again. I haven't felt this secure since December of last year.

How wonderful is this world. Aren’t we blessed? I have all my limbs, friends, health and family. Sometimes, it moves me to tears how blessed I feel. But if everything were to be taken away in an instant, would I still be ok? Hopefully.

Each person that has appeared in your life, whether they have helped or hurt you (yes, even the ones that have left you bleeding in the street), is a Gift of God. (try that on for size) (heh, but the people are not necessarily God's gift to humanity)


HOW GOD RESPONDS TO THE SOUL

That I love you passionately comes from my nature,
For I am love itself.
That I love you often comes from my desire,
For I desire to be loved passionately.
That I love you long comes from my being eternal,
For I am without an end and without a beginning.

-Mechthilde of Magdeburg