Mount Audubon


The Long's Peak preparations continue, and this weekend it was Mount Audubon (our first thirteener!). Once again, the views were amazing and the hike was a huff-and-puff extravaganza as we neared the summit. As usual, the summit revealed views that made it all worthwhile, and something about the effort and the oneness with nature even causes me to eat rice cakes and fresh fruit -- and actually enjoy it -- while I'm up there. So this hiking thing is really healthy for me, all 'round. From the top you could see Long's Peak, and it sorta just stood there saying "yeah, that's right, I'm right over here, bitches; whenever..." Leslie was headed for Peru on the day of the hike…

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In Praise of Cold Cuts


Our dear friend Patty from New Jersey came to visit us this past weekend, direct from Hoboken, NJ, birthplace of Frank Sinatra and baseball, and the place Brenda & I called home for eight years or so. Patty brought a gift, one that took thought and compassion for our current situation, and we appreciated it deeply. Patty brought cold cuts. See, when you grow up Italian in the New York area, with Grandparents living in the Parkchester section of Bronx, NY, you get accustomed to having access to fine quality cold cuts -- prosciutto, sopressatta and of course, the ultimate in cured fatty meats: coppa. Pronounced "KOO-pa" in my family, this meat is often pronounced "kappa-GOOL" by many Italians. C'est…

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