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Familiarity is a magician that is cruel to beauty but kind to ugliness.
---Ouida (pen name of Marie Louise de la Ramee)
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On a completely different topic, my parents' visit went well. They arrived at my apartment shortly after 1pm, and after unloading a couple things from the minivan (so I had a place to sit) we drove north on 89 in search of a vineyard where we could buy a bottle of wine and have a picnic lunch. Said vineyard ended up being Hosmer, and the lunch was very tasty: roast beef, pesto, and two kinds of cheese to put on French bread, with red grapes and carrot sticks as accompaniment, plus a decent Seyval Blanc to drink. Then we went inside for a wine tasting, after which we headed north and did tasting at Thirsty Owl, Cayuga Ridge Estate, and Sheldrake Point -- Mom sat out the last one and napped in the car while keeping the dog company. On the way back to Ithaca, we stopped at Cayuga Lake Creamery and bought ice cream, which was delicious.
Then we took a brief exploratory drive up to Cornell to see what the parking situation was at the Johnson Museum, after which they dropped me off at home while they went to their motel and we all took a nap. We got takeout from McDonald's for dinner (we were none of us feeling hungry enough nor awake enough to go to a proper restaurant), followed by some peach cake and the remains of the Seyval Blanc for dessert.
Also, I persuaded Dad to help me hang the silver bird mobile I inherited from Ardis. I wanted it over my computer, but the ceilings in my apartment are so high that I couldn't comfortably reach, even standing on the very highest step of my stepladder. Dad, however, is a couple inches taller than I am, so the angle wasn't so arm-wrenching for him. And now I have a mobile over my computer as I type, instead of hanging in the doorway between my front room and living room and constantly in the way as I come home. :-)
Sunday morning Mom and Dad picked me up at 9am and we had breakfast at their motel -- in my case that meant a waffle, a hardboiled egg, a bit of cranberry juice, and some cheap black tea. Then we went to the Johnson Museum of Art up at Cornell. They had a couple special exhibits, one of which only opened on Saturday -- called Tarjama/Translation: Contemporary Art from the Middle East, Central Asia, and Their Diasporas, which was very interesting; I wish I'd had the time to watch and listen to the video installations properly. Anyway, we'd been meaning to get to the museum for a while but this was the first time the pieces fell into place.
Around noon we headed downtown and dropped off contributions to the annual First Unitarian Church's recycling sale. I had some stuff I wanted to get rid of, and my parents had a bunch of stuff they wanted to donate since, for various reasons, their own church is not having a garage sale this year. Then we had lunch at Mehak, a new Indian restaurant in Collegetown. Their Sunday buffet is a bit limited but quite tasty, and they helpfully label the items not only with their proper name but with subtitles explaining what's actually in the dish.
Then we took some family pictures -- Dad, me, and the dog; Mom, Dad, and the dog; Mom, me, and the dog -- and my parents headed back to New Jersey while I went in to work.
All in all, a rather jam-packed weekend, but definitely worth it. :-D
---Ouida (pen name of Marie Louise de la Ramee)
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On a completely different topic, my parents' visit went well. They arrived at my apartment shortly after 1pm, and after unloading a couple things from the minivan (so I had a place to sit) we drove north on 89 in search of a vineyard where we could buy a bottle of wine and have a picnic lunch. Said vineyard ended up being Hosmer, and the lunch was very tasty: roast beef, pesto, and two kinds of cheese to put on French bread, with red grapes and carrot sticks as accompaniment, plus a decent Seyval Blanc to drink. Then we went inside for a wine tasting, after which we headed north and did tasting at Thirsty Owl, Cayuga Ridge Estate, and Sheldrake Point -- Mom sat out the last one and napped in the car while keeping the dog company. On the way back to Ithaca, we stopped at Cayuga Lake Creamery and bought ice cream, which was delicious.
Then we took a brief exploratory drive up to Cornell to see what the parking situation was at the Johnson Museum, after which they dropped me off at home while they went to their motel and we all took a nap. We got takeout from McDonald's for dinner (we were none of us feeling hungry enough nor awake enough to go to a proper restaurant), followed by some peach cake and the remains of the Seyval Blanc for dessert.
Also, I persuaded Dad to help me hang the silver bird mobile I inherited from Ardis. I wanted it over my computer, but the ceilings in my apartment are so high that I couldn't comfortably reach, even standing on the very highest step of my stepladder. Dad, however, is a couple inches taller than I am, so the angle wasn't so arm-wrenching for him. And now I have a mobile over my computer as I type, instead of hanging in the doorway between my front room and living room and constantly in the way as I come home. :-)
Sunday morning Mom and Dad picked me up at 9am and we had breakfast at their motel -- in my case that meant a waffle, a hardboiled egg, a bit of cranberry juice, and some cheap black tea. Then we went to the Johnson Museum of Art up at Cornell. They had a couple special exhibits, one of which only opened on Saturday -- called Tarjama/Translation: Contemporary Art from the Middle East, Central Asia, and Their Diasporas, which was very interesting; I wish I'd had the time to watch and listen to the video installations properly. Anyway, we'd been meaning to get to the museum for a while but this was the first time the pieces fell into place.
Around noon we headed downtown and dropped off contributions to the annual First Unitarian Church's recycling sale. I had some stuff I wanted to get rid of, and my parents had a bunch of stuff they wanted to donate since, for various reasons, their own church is not having a garage sale this year. Then we had lunch at Mehak, a new Indian restaurant in Collegetown. Their Sunday buffet is a bit limited but quite tasty, and they helpfully label the items not only with their proper name but with subtitles explaining what's actually in the dish.
Then we took some family pictures -- Dad, me, and the dog; Mom, Dad, and the dog; Mom, me, and the dog -- and my parents headed back to New Jersey while I went in to work.
All in all, a rather jam-packed weekend, but definitely worth it. :-D
