Christmas Eve with the Mystery Man
Went over to L’s house for dinner with him and Juanita – Hazan’s recipe for gnocchi sauce and spumoni from Brocata’s along with fresh squeezed lime cosmopolitans and Dutton Estates Syrah from Swirl – we all hope when we are about to turn 85 that we look as good and are enjoying ourselves as much as Juanita – and that we have children who dote on us like L dotes on her. The pièce de résistance had to be the guest who mysteriously showed up for photos later in the evening (hint: Tony Bennett). I’m still giggling about him.
My friend AA had called before I left the apartment to see if I was having a blue Christmas and I said nah, I’ve spent a relaxing day and watched a great Saints game and will have dinner with friends tonight. She said, you’re not going to believe it, but I’m in love! Turns out the woman we met when I was there with her, trying to make her ex jealous at the two-step club, and she are in a thing together. The sad news is her father is in the hospital with some kind of poisoning in his blood that no one can figure out what. I said if he lived here, we’d blame it on Katrina. That is where all mysteries point.
Today I’m going to volunteer with Temple Sinai – we’re meeting at Bridge House for still I don’t know what. I had almost threatened to go to Cavalry Church and volunteer when they didn’t respond to my offer. In the end, they sent me a one-line email saying to show up at Bridge House this morning. Another mystery that will soon be revealed.
For all the mysteries that will not be revealed and for all the miracles that occur in our lives, big and small, we are thankful for our many blessings in life. As Juanita says – “ya’ll are going to be fine” – and we want to believe her.