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Mar. 14th, 2004 10:16 pmsaturday we drove to salem, mass., to meet up with my friend raheli and two of her friends. we all went to the peabody essex museum. we saw the yin yu tang house, which was most fabulous and i think perhaps i am obsessed with it now. at least, i bought the glossy extensively-researched $35 book about it, and i was really upset when we got kicked out at the end of our allotted 20 minutes.
later we went on a tour of three early houses, 17th 18th and 19th century, restored to period style. i was really fascinated with the kitchens of all of them, which is where we spent most of the tours each time thankfully. there was an oven made from the belly of a cannon! and so many other different gadgets i wanted to get my hands on. i have decided that my dream job is to be a cook in a 17th or 18th century period reenactment kitchen. i even have the cookbooks already! i know i would be good at this.
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raheli is leaving soon, to go work on a goat cheese farm in the south of france (what a brat), which is not all that surprising, coming from her. she always shows up out of nowhere and proposes last-minute trips, and they always turn out to be good fun.
although she came back with us from salem to boston (instead of staying in salem with her friends) thinking we were going to 'a night of decadence' at the goethe institut downtown (a free affair with live music, champagne, chocolate, and absurdist german poetry), we ended up staying home and making our own night of surrealism. i was a little nervous to begin with, at the prospect of hanging out with ze germans downtown, but the bigger problem was what in the world to wear? a moot point in itself, since nothing i have is clean OR well-suited to decadent poetry gatherings.
so instead we bought two bottles of champagne and made dessert wontons and a chocolate dip for margarite cookies. and we wrote a bunch of collaborative poems, too. ( here is one of them. )
later we went on a tour of three early houses, 17th 18th and 19th century, restored to period style. i was really fascinated with the kitchens of all of them, which is where we spent most of the tours each time thankfully. there was an oven made from the belly of a cannon! and so many other different gadgets i wanted to get my hands on. i have decided that my dream job is to be a cook in a 17th or 18th century period reenactment kitchen. i even have the cookbooks already! i know i would be good at this.
.
raheli is leaving soon, to go work on a goat cheese farm in the south of france (what a brat), which is not all that surprising, coming from her. she always shows up out of nowhere and proposes last-minute trips, and they always turn out to be good fun.
although she came back with us from salem to boston (instead of staying in salem with her friends) thinking we were going to 'a night of decadence' at the goethe institut downtown (a free affair with live music, champagne, chocolate, and absurdist german poetry), we ended up staying home and making our own night of surrealism. i was a little nervous to begin with, at the prospect of hanging out with ze germans downtown, but the bigger problem was what in the world to wear? a moot point in itself, since nothing i have is clean OR well-suited to decadent poetry gatherings.
so instead we bought two bottles of champagne and made dessert wontons and a chocolate dip for margarite cookies. and we wrote a bunch of collaborative poems, too. ( here is one of them. )
