Jack drinks a lot.

The hour came and we were ready. Margaret's neighbor Laura suggested
that she obtain a coat rack for the hallway. She did. A good idea.
Such a time we had! Boron and husband arrived first, she of the lovely
fur coat. She opted to not leave it in the hallway. :-)

Rodney and his wife arrived, bundled for cold weather. Terry and Bill
and Terry's gorgeous daughter Kristin arrived. Bundled for the weather.
Terry was wearing a dead black animal and opted to not leave it in the
hallway. Margaret's neighbor Laura arrived. Jack finally showed up.
Marcel had not yet arrived so Bill was pressed into bartending. He
constructs a praiseworthy Blood Mary. Bill, dahling, I salute you. Let
the record reflect that I had only two BMs -- er, Blood Marys. I
switched to TaB. It would be unseemly for the GoH to be crawling on the
carpeting.

We enjoyed our beverages and saluted Michael The Missing. Then we ate.
And ate. And ate. There wasn't enough food, we ate so much. Oh,
wait!! Perle Mesta Suran had only put out half the food we'd prepared.
Silly me. (You are, I hope, catching the exaggerations here, allowing
for all you know about Margaret's generosity to the world.) Gloria
brought an obscenely rich coffee cake and homemade butter brickle and
coffee ice creams. Oh, my!! Laura brought two totally divine strudels
from somewhere very special. I've just finished the last of the cherry
and apple strudels. Margaret warmed them for me for breakfast. :-)
(The service here is pretty good -- you should come.)

Because this was a high class group we didn't talk about anyone who
wasn't here and no one was mean to anyone else. Sheryl phoned in. It
was wonderful to meeting Rodney and Barbara and I'll look forward to
meeting them again on another visit. That Terry, Bill, and Kristin came
was a real treat -- she's funnier in person than on a screen. (Bill's a
doll.) Boron and her faithful companion are very nice and could hardly
wait to get back on the streets to sally forth in their 4WD vehicle.
They provided shuttle service for Terry's group.

Much of the extra food was sent home with Kristin and Jack. I didn't
see what the others took, but Jack looked like Santa with his toysack
slung over his shoulder. I have pictures but won't be able to get them
online until Wednesday when I'm back home. A group shot of Guests With
Pickle Chapeaux was taken with several cameras. Terry said something
about the local legal rag in California. . .

It appeared from our vantage point that the weather wasn't as bad as was
predicted. I think that was deceptive. On Thursday, Margaret and I had
visited the Christmas Fair in Bryant Park. I heard on last night's news
that Bryant Park has 17 inches of snow. Oy!

I'm supposed to meet my friend Mimi this morning. We'll see. The wind
is whistling outside and steam is moving sideways. I'm glad I have my
silk snuggies with me in case I find myself wandering the streets of New
York.

Did I mention that Jack drinks a lot?

-Barb, posting from Margaret's account

in article , Margaret Suran at wrote
on 12/7/03 8:47 AM:

Jack drinks a lot.

The hour came and we were ready. Margaret's neighbor Laura suggested
that she obtain a coat rack for the hallway. She did. A good idea.
Such a time we had! Boron and husband arrived first, she of the lovely
fur coat. She opted to not leave it in the hallway. :-)

Rodney and his wife arrived, bundled for cold weather. Terry and Bill
and Terry's gorgeous daughter Kristin arrived. Bundled for the weather.
Terry was wearing a dead black animal and opted to not leave it in the
hallway. Margaret's neighbor Laura arrived. Jack finally showed up.
Marcel had not yet arrived so Bill was pressed into bartending. He
constructs a praiseworthy Blood Mary. Bill, dahling, I salute you. Let
the record reflect that I had only two BMs -- er, Blood Marys. I
switched to TaB. It would be unseemly for the GoH to be crawling on the
carpeting.

We enjoyed our beverages and saluted Michael The Missing. Then we ate.
And ate. And ate. There wasn't enough food, we ate so much. Oh,
wait!! Perle Mesta Suran had only put out half the food we'd prepared.
Silly me. (You are, I hope, catching the exaggerations here, allowing
for all you know about Margaret's generosity to the world.) Gloria
brought an obscenely rich coffee cake and homemade butter brickle and
coffee ice creams. Oh, my!! Laura brought two totally divine strudels
from somewhere very special. I've just finished the last of the cherry
and apple strudels. Margaret warmed them for me for breakfast. :-)
(The service here is pretty good -- you should come.)

Because this was a high class group we didn't talk about anyone who
wasn't here and no one was mean to anyone else. Sheryl phoned in. It
was wonderful to meeting Rodney and Barbara and I'll look forward to
meeting them again on another visit. That Terry, Bill, and Kristin came
was a real treat -- she's funnier in person than on a screen. (Bill's a
doll.) Boron and her faithful companion are very nice and could hardly
wait to get back on the streets to sally forth in their 4WD vehicle.
They provided shuttle service for Terry's group.

Much of the extra food was sent home with Kristin and Jack. I didn't
see what the others took, but Jack looked like Santa with his toysack
slung over his shoulder. I have pictures but won't be able to get them
online until Wednesday when I'm back home. A group shot of Guests With
Pickle Chapeaux was taken with several cameras. Terry said something
about the local legal rag in California. . .

It appeared from our vantage point that the weather wasn't as bad as was
predicted. I think that was deceptive. On Thursday, Margaret and I had
visited the Christmas Fair in Bryant Park. I heard on last night's news
that Bryant Park has 17 inches of snow. Oy!

I'm supposed to meet my friend Mimi this morning. We'll see. The wind
is whistling outside and steam is moving sideways. I'm glad I have my
silk snuggies with me in case I find myself wandering the streets of New
York.

Did I mention that Jack drinks a lot?

-Barb, posting from Margaret's account

It sounds positively wonderful and I am terribly disappointed that I had to
phone in my visit!

I myself drank a half a bottle of wine yesterday, just to catch up to all
the bloody marys that were drunk in my honor (and absence).

Sounds like I missed a great party!
Damned snow!

The wind is still howling here and there is a foot of snow on my back
"veranda". I'm hoping this landlady of mine has a deal with a plow truck,
otherwise, I may be here awhile!

Hope everyone got home safely and soundly.

On Sun, 07 Dec 2003 08:47:56 -0500, Margaret Suran
wrote:


Did I mention that Jack drinks a lot?

-Barb, posting from Margaret's account

Hah!
He said that about the left coasters at the San Diego cook-in!!!

Christine

Margaret Suran wrote:

Jack drinks a lot.

Tee hee hee.

Because this was a high class group we didn't talk about anyone who
wasn't here

Not even to say *nice* things? ;-)

I have pictures but won't be able to get them
online until Wednesday when I'm back home. A group shot of Guests With
Pickle Chapeaux was taken with several cameras.

Looking forward to see those.

It appeared from our vantage point that the weather wasn't as bad as was
predicted. I think that was deceptive.

Well, one newscast here on Sunday said Central Park got a
total of 13". Pittsburgh got a total of 8".

Did I mention that Jack drinks a lot?

Tee hee hee!

Kate

--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?

On Sun, 07 Dec 2003 08:47:56 -0500, Margaret Suran
arranged random neurons, so they looked like this:

snippidy

Terry was wearing a dead black animal and opted to not leave it in the
hallway.

"Dead black animal? DEAD BLACK ANIMAL?"

That was a Blackglama mink, fergawdsake, that not only is gorgeous,
but kept me from freezing to death up there in the New York Ice
Bucket. My ridiculous SoCal boots are another story. I still can't
feel my toes.

Margaret's neighbor Laura arrived. Jack finally showed up.

And, boy, was his Real Person Persona (:-) a surprise. For some
reason, I mentally pictured a professorial type of eccentric
persuasion. Love the ponytail, Jack, although I hate it when a guy has
better hair than I do. He's also hilarious. Did Barb mention he drinks
a lot?

Boron and spouse were delightful and many, many thanks for the ride
back to the apt. I doubt we'd have gotten a cab that day and our
frozen carcasses would have been found about May, I expect. Thanks,
Boron et ux! (Also for the grand tour by the 5th Ave. Christmas tree.)

Margaret also had a wine opener that was the absolutely coolest thing
I'd ever seen (I don't get out much, ya know :-) and I absolutely
raved about it. Was very noisy to the DH about a possible Christmas
present. See below for the finish.

Marcel had not yet arrived so Bill was pressed into bartending. He
constructs a praiseworthy Blood Mary. Bill, dahling, I salute you.

He is a dahling and Patience Personified: witness his union with moi.

snippidy

(The service here is pretty good -- you should come.)

snippidy

You mentioned Perle Mesta earlier: ole Perle could have taken notes
from Margaret. A more gracious and welcoming hostess you will never,
ever find. Margaret as a hostess is nonpareil and an absolutely dear,
dear woman. She's also very funny with a wry wit. She and my daughter,
Kristen, chatted a bit in German, which seemed to please both. She
also loaded Kristen, the Poor But Struggling Artist, up with leftovers
the likes of which Kristen's refrigerator has never seen. The kid
slobbered all over Boron's SUV on the way back to the hotel as she
contemplated the goodie bag Margaret had given her. And imagine my
surprise when both Barb and Margaret handed goodie bags out on exit.
My favorite of Barb's is her homemade (not commercial) blackberry
jelly. I LOVE blackberry jelly. Bill, getcher smack! hand offathat!

And from Margaret: the wine opener. Honest to God, I am just thrilled!
I will tell her by snailmail, but, boy, oh, boy do I love that thing!
She may, however, be responsible for an increase in my wine
consumption, as it is so much fun to open a bottle of wine!

more snippidy

It appeared from our vantage point that the weather wasn't as bad as was
predicted. I think that was deceptive.

more snippidy

HA! Read my post about our flight out from Orange County. "Deceptive"?
Yah, I was deceived by the freakin' weather channel that we'd get in
ahead of the mess :-

As for the brunch: what a delightful afternoon. What a delightful
bunch of people. And, Margaret, please visit SoCal soon - I'm betting
that the SoCal RFCers would love to put on a spread and I can
guarantee you bed and board!

Terry "Squeaks" Pulliam Burd
AAC(F)BV66.0748.CA

"If the soup had been as hot as the claret, if the claret
had been as old as the bird, and if the bird's breasts had
been as full as the waitress', it would have been a very
good dinner." Anonymous.

To reply, remove "gotcha"

On Mon, 08 Dec 2003 18:44:49 -0800, Terry Pulliam Burd
wrote:


As for the brunch: what a delightful afternoon. What a delightful
bunch of people. And, Margaret, please visit SoCal soon - I'm betting
that the SoCal RFCers would love to put on a spread and I can
guarantee you bed and board!

Yeah!!!! There is gonna be a San Diego cook-in in June! A lot of rfc
oldies are planning to be there, from what I have heard. Come join
us, and see why Jack says we drink a lot!!!

Christine