Everyone should have one of these table accessories.
It’s a Scottish Table Cat. Or so she told me.
Really it is otherwise impossible to exactly create this elegant yet lazy ambiance, perfect for summer dining.
If you can not find a Scottish Table Cat you will have to somehow survive till the day one appears and plops him-or-herself down on your table for your pleasure and glances of admiration.
Until then, let’s play blog-tag!
foodvox was tagged by Gumbeaux Gal whose very blog name creates a mouthwatering image of savory delicious seriously yummy things to eat (besides being a fun place to visit where one can learn some useful Cajun words!): Gumbeaux in the Kitchen.
So on with the hunt! Here’s the rules of the game:
1. Link to the person who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on the blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post.
5. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
Six Random Facts About Me:
1. Somehow I think I am really Pippi Longstocking.
2. In the second grade after my mother left for work I changed my usual school clothes into a special outfit I’d secretly made without her knowledge. It was a miniskirt and vest outfit I’d eyed-out and hand-cut with pinking shears out of some blue and green swirly satin upholstery material from a pile of old fabric that was in a closet. The whole thing was sort of “sewed together” with big safety pins here and there. It was beautiful. I wore it to school and was very happy (even though it sort of was falling apart all day).
3. I have a thing for cotton candy and was appalled at a fair this summer when the vendors were only selling it pre-made in plastic bags. Where’s the fun in that?!
4. Twice in my life I’ve had what is generally known as a “religious experience”. I’m not religious, though.
5. Almost every time I go to the Taco Bell drive-through with my daughter something happens to make me laugh so hysterically that instead of ordering I gasp and choke and squeak out the words while slapping the lowered car window trying to catch my breath.
6. If I could write like any writer at all, I would like to write like Mark Helprin. Or like Mark Twain. If you know of any other Marks that I should add to this list please let me know.
Now for the fun part! I’m going to tag . . . .
Banana Nanika at Brazil by Accident because I love her writing!
Mike Licht at Notions Capital whose site is full of general hilarity and some of the most creative smart artwork I’ve seen on a blog.
Judith Weingarten’s Zenobia:Empress of the East. An amazing world-of-a-blog.
Kristen at toujoursenvogue who writes about high fashion with a creative eye and who also naturally is one of my very favorite people in the world. (She’s my daughter.)
Rachel, whose blog Rachel Laudan always pushes the envelope of thought on food history, politics and culture (besides the fact that she herself is a graceful generous and gentle soul).
I’d thought I’d be like the Scottish Table Cat, napping all summer long on top of the table in the sunshine (in-between all the other fanciful ideas I’d listed) but this has been a wonderful thing to wake up to!
Thanks, Gumbeaux Gal!



I’m afraid I’ve done it. Voila:
http://judithweingarten.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-been-tagged.html
RE: “If you know of any other Marks that I should add to this list please let me know.”
Karl?
Every time I think of Karl Marx I don’t think about his writings or ideas but instead I think of a good friend who was displaced from Lithuania as a child. She practically spits in rage upon hearing his name, and will go on for quite some time about him.
No. No Karl-writing for me.
Judith, your blog-post was hilarious and wonderful. And I loved the links to the blogs you tagged – good stuff! Thanks for playing.
Karen
Oh my goodness! What fun random facts. I’m so glad I tagged you. I am especially fascinated by your homemade outfit and your Pippi Longstocking alter ego. (For some idiotic reason, I called PL “Pippi Longstrongstockings”.)
Ha ha ha ha ha Pippi would have loved that name . . . !