ACB update (and some more baking)
Jan. 10th, 2012 07:29 pmNo doubt a bunch of you will remember that my friend Amanda had a double mastectomy last year - quite a few of you very generously made contributions to a 5k run, Race for Life, in which I participated on Amanda’s behalf to raise funds for cancer research. ACB’s operation was so successful she is considered completely cured - she’ll never even have to have another mammogram. But the battle itself won’t be over for some months yet, as she’s in the first stages of reconstructive surgery now. A bit like rebuilding your ruined cities after the bombing stops… or something like that.
Anyway, I’m dedicating Code Name Verity to her. Because more than anything else, it is a story about friendship. But I have to say, the friendship in the book isn’t just based on my friendship with Amanda - there’s a bit of everybody in there, and if you’ve ever bicycled twenty miles in the rain with me or asked me to read or sing or ring at your wedding or be your bridesmaid or hold your chuppah, or driven me to the airport (or asked me to drive you to the airport), or helped me move, or come along on a punting picnic, or taught me to ski, or played recorder duets with me, or come along with me for a ride in a small plane, or - dare I say it - Worn the Socks - well, you know who you are.
Happy new year, everybody - I hope from the bottom of my heart that it’s exciting and GOOD.
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On a lighter note, here's me and Sara practicing for next Christmas, since we weren’t home for this one…

sand tarts and...

gingerbread whoopie pies.
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Also, look what appeared in Perth while we were in the States over the Christmas holidays - the sign says ‘Curiositeaz… Vintage Tea Room - Bringing the Past to Life - Vintage Curiosity and Gift Shop’

I have not yet been inside. I MAY HAVE TO GO IN COSTUME.
Anyway, I’m dedicating Code Name Verity to her. Because more than anything else, it is a story about friendship. But I have to say, the friendship in the book isn’t just based on my friendship with Amanda - there’s a bit of everybody in there, and if you’ve ever bicycled twenty miles in the rain with me or asked me to read or sing or ring at your wedding or be your bridesmaid or hold your chuppah, or driven me to the airport (or asked me to drive you to the airport), or helped me move, or come along on a punting picnic, or taught me to ski, or played recorder duets with me, or come along with me for a ride in a small plane, or - dare I say it - Worn the Socks - well, you know who you are.
Happy new year, everybody - I hope from the bottom of my heart that it’s exciting and GOOD.
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On a lighter note, here's me and Sara practicing for next Christmas, since we weren’t home for this one…
sand tarts and...
gingerbread whoopie pies.
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Also, look what appeared in Perth while we were in the States over the Christmas holidays - the sign says ‘Curiositeaz… Vintage Tea Room - Bringing the Past to Life - Vintage Curiosity and Gift Shop’
I have not yet been inside. I MAY HAVE TO GO IN COSTUME.
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Date: 2012-01-10 08:21 pm (UTC)Also, I'm now hungry for christmas biscuits AND was there ever a question that you should enter that shop in costume? You should take Sarah so she can take pictures of you in the correct setting.
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Date: 2012-01-10 08:39 pm (UTC)Sara, who is 14, would not be caught dead with me in costume in public. Mark was embarrassed enough walking up to school on evacuee day! I might have to do the tea room alone... good place for a publicity photo though. hmmm.
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Date: 2012-01-10 08:57 pm (UTC)Publicity photo! Or a great venue when you get interviewed after CNV has hit the book charts!
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Date: 2012-01-10 09:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-10 09:14 pm (UTC)http://www.amazon.com/Whoopie-Pies-Dozens-Match-Recipes/dp/0811874540
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Date: 2012-01-11 12:12 pm (UTC)BTW-discussion about academic robes the other day has given me the resolution to actually buy one of those soft academic caps. Need to call Penn--
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Date: 2012-01-11 02:57 am (UTC)That is a great tea shop.
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Date: 2012-01-11 09:20 am (UTC)the defining question will be, do they serve Starboard Light Frappes? Because that is the Mystery Menu Offering I found on a *real* 1930s menu in the Kelvingrove Museum in Glasgow.
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Date: 2012-01-11 04:30 pm (UTC)Apologies for crashing this thread: I don't know about the 1930's, but at least in 1913 there existed a "Humphrey Taylor's Starboard Light creme de menthe," so the drink might have been exactly what it sounds like, just frappé.
(Humphrey Taylor & Co. being a now-defunct distiller's in Chelsea.
The landlord looked immensely relieved. "As sure as death," said he, "I thought ye were from Balliemeanach. Maclean the wudman had a couple o' glesses o' Cream de Mong here yesterday, and I havena slept a wink since, wonderin' would he get over it."
"Cream de Mong," said Hurricane Jack, with genuine interest; "if it's anything like that, I'll try it."
The landlord produced a bottle of green liqueur from below the counter. "Mind ye," he said, "it's at your own risk. I don't fancy the look o't mysel'. It was in the cellar when I came here three years ago, and I hadna the nerve to offer it to any one till Maclean was here in desperation yesterday, and me withoot a drop o' spirits in the hoose."
Hurricane Jack picked up the bottle, looked at it, and put it down again, "Starboard Light," he remarked. "I've seen it. They take it in cabins. I wouldn't use it to oil my hair. What I'm wantin's something to drink."
A bottle of beer was promptly uncorked and put before him. "Ninepence," said the landlord.
—Neil Munro, Hurricane Jack of the Vital Spark (1923)
I'll go away now.
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Date: 2012-01-11 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-11 05:37 pm (UTC)I hope you'll still continue this conversation: I haven't seen The Year of Living Dangerously!
Someone in a book of yours had better order one, though.
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Date: 2012-01-11 06:39 pm (UTC)I have just realized that you didn't mean that no one in real life drinks chartreuse, but that no one drinks it in CNV. DUH.
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Date: 2012-01-11 04:12 pm (UTC)That makes perfect sense. You'd need something green and I'm not sure what other options you'd have outside of absinthe and Chartreuse and while the milder yellow form of the latter was used for mixed drinks, the former seems confined almost strictly to at-your-own-risk drinks like the Corpse Reviver and the Bunny Hug. (There is one Prohibition-era cocktail I know that uses green Chartreuse; it's called the Last Word.)
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Date: 2012-01-11 02:24 pm (UTC)The next time we go to the place with the crazy vintage cocktails, I'm going to have to look for this.
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Date: 2012-01-11 04:07 pm (UTC)I've never heard of a Starboard Light Frappe! I assume it's green and . . . involves lots of shaved ice?
[edit] I hope there is also a Port Light. A red mixed drink should be easier to achieve.
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Date: 2012-01-11 04:53 pm (UTC)but it would be SWEET.
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Date: 2012-01-11 04:58 pm (UTC)You could use sloe gin.
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Date: 2012-01-11 05:27 pm (UTC)Frappe
Date: 2012-02-29 10:16 pm (UTC)Re: Frappe
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Date: 2012-01-11 02:22 pm (UTC)I cannot believe I made it through the season without making Christmas cookies once. I don't count the one round of butter cookies that the dog stole off the table and ate.
And...vintage tea room! How awesome is that?!