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Word of the Day for Thursday, September 21, 2006 solace \SOL-is\, noun : 1. Comfort in time of grief; alleviation of grief or anxiety. 2. fly in fishing lodge That which relieves in distress; that which cheers or consoles; a source of relief. 3. To comfort or cheer in grief or affliction; to console. 4. To allay; to soothe; as, "to solace grief." I'm telling you, Dictionary.com reads my blog. What is the solace I have in the face of death? How can I live with the loss of my mother? I had a class once studying Chaucer and the professor pointed out how after a death, people eat. People figure out how to still be alive after the fact of loss, and they eat together, because we live in a society. So what I have is my friends, on either side of the bay, and I have my family all over the country, and they have me. I'm the center of a web that intersects with other centers of other webs, and so our descent and fall is cushioned, at least somewhat. We're not alone, not really, not even at the moment of death which is so often said. No, even though only one person at a time enters oblivion, she is mourned by so many, in company. And thusly her exit is accompanied. And remembered. But it just doesn't make sense. It's the mystery that has people all over the world arguing about God, but the thing is, no one knows. No one. It's the most radical Over There that we have, and we ALL have it. The opposite is making love. It's making cookies.

Seth Godin, who will be releasing a new book on May 23 called All Marketer's Are Liars , writes about fake soy sauce made primarily backup generator from "hydrolyzed soy protein." Just for the record, "hyrdolyzed soy protein" is one of the secret phrases used to cover up the presence of MSG —monosodium glutamate—in food products. Next time you think about adding a little "soy sauce" to your Chinese food, check the label. You just might be signing yourself up for a MSG-induced migraine .

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It's summer in the Bay Area. That means the farmers' market is packed and there's more fruit than even I know what to do with, or keep up with! It's one of the reasons why I want to keep teaching the Seasonal Fruit Dessert class . The students in this last one learned how to make: whole cherry clafouti, blueberry & cornmeal cake, and light vanilla cake, which is just like angel food cake but simpler and kissed with butter. What the class ate: the above recipes, fresh cherry granita, goat yogurt pannacotta garnished with cubed Riverdog red watermelon, Royal Blenheim apricot caramel and halves of the rare fruit {to teach taste & body memory}, cherry sauce (recipe will be in the Summer Issue of Edible San Francisco !), and whipped creme fraiche to tie it all together. If you find yourself in these here parts I beg of you to buy stone fruit from Blossom Bluff . I get everything from them except peaches. Ted grows almost all the hybrids , as well as some of the best nectarines I've ever tasted. And now they even have T shirts for sale! I have photographed Blossom Bluff's boxes because you'll note that they now advertise canadian pharmacy mail order that they are Organic. This is a big deal for Ted & Fran as, for many years, they identified with the California Clean movement, but have recently crossed the line to full Organic.

Word of the Day for Thursday, September 21, 2006 solace \SOL-is\, noun : 1. Comfort in time of grief; alleviation of grief or anxiety. 2. That which relieves in distress; that which cheers or consoles; a source of relief. 3. To comfort or cheer in grief or affliction; to console. 4. To allay; to soothe; as, "to solace grief." I'm telling you, Dictionary.com reads my blog. What is the solace I have in the face of death? How can I live with the loss of my mother? I had a class once studying Chaucer and the professor pointed out how after a death, people eat. People figure out how to still be alive after the fact of loss, and they eat together, because we live in a society. So what I have is my friends, on either side of the bay, and I have my family all over the country, and they have me. I'm the center of a web that intersects with other centers of other webs, and so our descent and fall is cushioned, at least somewhat. We're not alone, not really, not even at the moment of death which is so often said. No, even though only one person at a time enters oblivion, she is mourned by so many, in company. And thusly her exit is accompanied. And remembered. But it just doesn't make sense. It's the mystery that has people all over the world arguing about God, but the thing is, no one timex cd clock radio knows. No one. It's the most radical Over There that we have, and we ALL have it. The opposite is making love. It's making cookies.

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Word of the Day for Thursday, September 21, 2006 solace \SOL-is\, noun : 1. pta fundraising Comfort in time of grief; alleviation of grief or anxiety. 2. That which relieves in distress; that which cheers or consoles; a source of relief. 3. To comfort or cheer in grief or affliction; to console. 4. To allay; to soothe; as, "to solace grief." I'm telling you, Dictionary.com reads my blog. What is the solace I have in the face of death? How can I live with the loss of my mother? I had a class once studying Chaucer and the professor pointed out how after a death, people eat. People figure out how to still be alive after the fact of loss, and they eat together, because we live in a society. So what I have is my friends, on either side of the bay, and I have my family all over the country, and they have me. I'm the center of a web that intersects with other centers of other webs, and so our descent and fall is cushioned, at least somewhat. We're not alone, not really, not even at the moment of death which is so often said. No, even though only one person at a time enters oblivion, she is mourned by so many, in company. And thusly her exit is accompanied. And remembered. But it just doesn't make sense. It's the mystery that has people all over the world arguing about God, but the thing is, no one knows. No one. It's the most radical Over There that we have, and we ALL have it. The opposite is making love. It's making cookies.

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