February 5th, 2004

crane

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While proofreading I came across a gem of a novel called From a Bench In Our Square. I think it's based in old New York, about the denizens of a particular square, and all the stories thereof. It gives me some of the same feel that I get off Daimon Runyon books, but without quite as thick a cant. Super-interesting characters, life stories, and only the mildest of plots.

Project Gutenburg now has it. Here's the link to the zip file for the book. Weird feeling to 'post' a book on my web journal.
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crane

China White Tea with Chrysanthemum

Imperial Tea has this really excellent, but really cheap white tea with chrysanthemum tea. It brews up with the sweetness of chrysanthemums and the sweetness of white tea, along with the nuttier undertones of a medium grade white. The smallest amount they sell is 4 ounces, which filled up two and a half tins for me. So I was wondering if anyone wanted me to mail them some (probably a good four tablespoons as a it's got such a big leaf it takes about a tablespoon for a 10-12 ounce mug) of this stuff. Just tell me in a comment, send your snail mail address to my liralen-at-livejournal-dot-com email address, and I'll send some to you.
crane

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During dinner, last night, after Jet ate a whole plate of brown and white rice he's jumping up and down on his chair and making 'brrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmm' sounds. When Andrew, Mei's teenage son, finished his dinner, he helped Jet get off his chair, and the Jet immediately took off and ran around and around and found the back dining room and ran around and around back there, too. The two boys, big and little, then started doing laps around the whole place.

Bob caught my eye and said, "You named him appropriately."