After the death of his mother, Damian is obsessed with saints and martyrs, and visits with them, asking each if they know his mum, Saint Maureen.
Damian builds himself a castle/rocket ship out of boxes down by the train tracks and a bag of money falls from the sky. Damian’s brother Anthony thinks they should invest the money in real estate and tries to get the brokers to take him seriously while Damian tries desperately to drum up some poor people to do good to.
All of this takes place during the countdown to the change over to the Euro, which would render cash in pounds worthless.
The photography was stunning and the music magical. The movie is best through the first 20 minutes, it loses some of it’s grace but deftly manages tension during the climax, and the ending is a flight of fancy fitting only to Damian. Alix Etel in the lead turns in a great performance, he has heartbreaker written all over him.
So we lost the phone, left it on the bus… That’s a great way to start of the week. Checked the account and the character that has it has been calling all over the place. Well we put a stop to that… but, it’s not like we can afford another phone. Oh, well. Stuff happens.
We had a great visit this weekend with Mom and Grandma. It’s so good to see the two of them doing so well. On Saturday night we went to dinner at the Caspian Grill for Persian food. Bill’s Judy joined us there as well so we had quite the little party. We had hummus, smoked eggplant and a yogurt dip to start and followed it with koobedeh, lamb kabob, tadeeq, gormeh sabzi, and fesenjoon (my favorite). Mom and Judy really loved all the food. I don’t think Grandma liked the stews as much, but she really enjoyed the koobedeh.
It’s payday weekend so we splurged on breakfast this morning.
We went to Wild Wheat Bakery and Cafe in downtown Kent. I love the downtown part of Kent, it’s so old school. The shops are all independently owned and it’s a great pedestrian area where you can walk from the library to a wide selection of cafes while shopping.
Wild Wheat is a european style bakery with the really crusty breads. The decor inside the cafe is very simple, but punctuated with pieces from local artists that are available for sale.
Mr. H had the eggs florentine which was garnished with tomatoes and dill (the dill really added something special.) I had Stollen French Toast. The stollen bread is made with hazelnuts, raisins and currants and then stuffed with almond paste, and then battered and fried like regular french toast. The edges caramelized perfectly, and the meal was served with fresh fruit and real butter. Its a sad commentary in our world when butter is a pleasant surprise. We topped it off with 2 lattes and got out of there for less than $30.
The old grainery and Del’s Farm Supply (railroad tracks once ran between the two buildings) The local dairy – Smith Brothers Farms
Abandoned church and parsonage
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After the death of his mother, Damian is obsessed with saints and martyrs, and visits with them, asking each if they know his mum, Saint Maureen.
