Pop
I am so lucky.
Happy Fathers’ Day, Pop!
Bebe
Bebe got on the phone with me this afternoon and the first thing she said was “I was being good.” Perhaps it’s my suspicious nature, or perhaps it’s the fact that I’ve known her father for 32 years, but I suspect I’m not getting the whole story.
Mother’s Day
My dad finally emailed me these pictures from Grandma’s 95th birthday party, She turned 95 January 11, 2006. I thought they were fitting pictures to post on mothers day.
She’s amazing. The day after these pictures were taken she set off on a road trip across the states.
I hope I look that good at 95. I hope I have that much energy.
Bebe’s Book; progress
I mentioned in an earlier post that I had come up with (what I think is) a brilliant idea for Bebe’s birthday – a book celebrating Bebe and the number four.
So I’ve been calling around to get people to submit photos for this project. My dad apparently had a great deal of fun coming up with somthing to submit for the book – he submitted the following:
For this picture, the caption will say:
“Grandpa has four hands.”
His next submission for the project was this:
I still haven’t figured out what the caption will be…
Any suggestions?
How scary is that orange wall?
Caspian Grill: Dinner with In-Laws
Mr. H and I had dinner with his mother and sister tonight. This probably doesn’t happen as often as it should as we only live a few miles away from each other. Dinner went well and we introduced the inlaws to one of our favorite restaurants.
The Caspian Grill is on the Ave just north of 55th in the U district. The food is Persian and very well prepared. We like to share food, so they served it family style for us – chicken kabobs, koobideh, fesenjan, and gormeh sabzi, with a giant heaping plate of saffroned basmati rice for each – a standard order for us (well, we don’t usually get the chicken kabobs). The food was excellent as usual, but the service was quite slow. The help wanted sign in the window may speak to that issue.
