Friday, February 2, 2018

No, I Don't Think All Men Are Bastards.

Wasn't sure what to call this.  

I have several posts that I'm working on in addition to the book and all else. 

But just wanted to get a few thoughts out there.

In response to the "MeToo" movement, #MeToo. 

In stating that, all I've done, is shared that, like most women, and even some men; have experienced sexual harassment.  More than once.  And there are past moments that I, how should I describe?  Struggled with.   Time when I'd had no alcohol and setting seemed safe.  Then what happened was not something I planned, nor wanted.  No bruises, no scars.  Just the ones, nobody knows except me.  That I alone, worked to heal.

Am I coming after anyone's job, reputation, quality of life?  

Nope.  Only 24 hours in a day, and I've got more important or at least relevant things to do, with my life now. 

Then again, men who come to my mind, as harassers, offenders, perpetrators, whatever; are not running for a public office.  

If they ever were to... some; I'd make time for

However, most of what I dealt with, happened long before Twitter, Facebook, or any social media.  Before computers were in every home.  Before the 24 hours news cycle. 


If reading this, important that you realize, I don't think of all men as bastards.  Even the men that come to my mind when I hear the term "harass".

     If by chance you're concerned, or even worried actions of your past, may fall under that category;  WHAT SHOULD YOU DO? 

Friday, November 10, 2017

WHEN, Will Women Be Valued?

     This is a repost of a repost.  Sorta.  

I'm working on a post entitled The Long One...  
It will cover my thoughts on the topics as of late: All the hullabaloo of DC; the outing of... well, men behaving badly... 

But a lot of it, I think has to do with the how we as a nation/people/culture, value one another.  How we were raised.  How we are raising the next round of adults. 

At least now we know now that masturbating doesn't make one go blind.  And women enjoy masturbating, and all that goes with sex too.  (These statements are nothing more than an attempt at... oh I don't know.)  Just wanted clarify a couple of facts for facts sake.  No fake news here. 

Let's hope we've learned a lot more.  

About compassion.  About forgiveness.  And more...

Till I get that post written, I thought I'd share this one. 

I'm sorry but I do not know the latest of #BringBackOurGirls.

I still think of them often. 

If you are female, please check out The Sadie Project  and consider submitting your herstory. 

Please read:

Friday, November 3, 2017

Gorgonzola Gnocchi with Walnut Cream Sauce

      UPDATE: I learned this year, that sadly, Rose Angelis closed, on October 1, 2016, after 25 years of business.  Miss it more than I can say. 

     Today is November 3, 2017.  Halloween is over, and it's not long until we'll begin the hustle and bustle of the upcoming holidays.  This is a post from December of 2013; back when my blog was in its first year.  Posting it today, because I don't have time to finish one of the relevant current posts that I'm working on.  Also, because I have a hankering for this dish, so I thought I'd share it again.

Original post:

Happy Holidays!

As I figure with most of you, coming down to the wire of the big holiday, not enough hours a day and I have not posted as much as I want, but this dish is too good not to share, so here we go.

This dish was inspired by a dish from one of my all time favorite restaurants, Rose Angelis*, in Chicago.  Their dish, Totellone Con Salsa di Noce, as the name implies is made with Gorgonzola filled tortelloni, with grapes in a walnut pesto cream sauce.  The first time I had it was in '96, and the dish is still on the menu.  It's that good.  Not surprising, the recipe is a well guarded secret.  As is should be.  The next time you are in Chicago, I cannot recommend this place enough.  It's an independent, one of a kind gem.  I have been there more than 2 dozen times over the years, and I can't recall one time when I left and my dining companion(s) and I were not over the moon.  Great food, cozy ambience, great service, (friendly, attentive, but non intrusive), and every employee seems to be pleased as punch to be working there.  Being in restaurants for close to 20 years, that's the highest praise I give.

Now onto the dish, I want to commend another place, Frankie's Deli in Lombard, IL.  I wrote about Frankie's back in February, so if you'd like to read that, just click on February.  On a recent visit to Frankie's I bought Gorgonzola Gnocchi, and decided to try to come up with a dish to appease my taste buds till I get to Rose Angelis again.

 This is an incredibly rich dish, perfect for a winter's night.  Also, provided that you have all the ingredients, comes together in less than 15 minutes.  I paired it with a Sauvignon Blanc, which helped cut the richness and complemented the dish nicely.  On the other hand, a nice Cabernet would be good as well.  So, whatever you fancy.

Gorgonzola Gnocchi with Walnut Cream Sauce             2-4 servings

16 oz. of Gorgonzola Gnocchi (Gorgonzola filled pasta will also work, of course.  Some day I hope to make my own, till then...) Cook as instructed.

For the sauce- in a small heavy sauce pan
melt, 3 TBLSP of butter
cooked 1 minced clove of garlic, till soft
add 3TBLSP of crushed walnuts and cook until soft
add 4tsp of dried sweet basil
add 1 cup of Heavy Whipping Cream- raise heat and cook on high to just ready to boil; constantly stirring to avoid burning.  Keep at med-high heat, but not boiling, and add 1 cup (or more) of shredded parmesan and shredded asiago cheese.  Stir till blended and slightly thickened; (this is not as thick as an alfredo) .

For plating
Slice a half a dozen or so red grapes for each plate, spoon out 10 gnocchi, and top with about 3 TBLSP of sauce.


Monday, October 2, 2017

What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

We Need To Talk About Sex Robots

     Today on Twitter, I saw the above photo and link to a  Pajiba article by Hannah Sole. 

     Couldn't help but laugh, shake my head and think,
     You wanna have sex with a robot?  Fine.  Just don't come crying to me when your penis gets stuck. 

     There was a time that I'd spend way more time, expressing my thoughts on all the possible consequences that could ensue from such a scenario.

     After all, as I expressed in "Dicks Are The Trouble"; there sure has been a lot of doting on a body part that has brought more than its fair share of trouble to many a man.  For further explanation as to what I mean, check out:

     There are more posts, but those should get you started. 

     Perhaps the Sex Robots are just a clever PR tie in to the upcoming blockbuster, Bladerunner 2049.

     A potential movie plot or two, came to my mind. 

       An island where men can go to escape human women...  
                                                                                          Bon voyage. 

     I'll be the first to admit that us humans are a messy, nutty, complicated, sordid, crazy bunch.

But the next time one of them gets under your skin, perhaps this postand its art

will allow you to imagine the possibility of the beauty that is within each of us. 

*Just another nugget to consider; had to type this post twice as the first attempt's type would not display as I typed it. 


Tuesday, August 29, 2017

An Important Repost Because: "Love Is Love."

Jessica's daughters drew this in honor of this post.  

     Today's post is a repost, of a post I shared more than 4 years ago.  It's one of just a few guest posts that I've had here at Sadie's Gathering.  
     Many things have changed in the last few years; some for better, some less so. 

What has not changed, is the ever essential need for compassion, understanding and acceptance.

 For as Ms. Herthel states below, "Because willful ignorance leads to hateful ignorance." 

Sadly, today, even in 2017, we have too many examples as proof. 

So, again I share, "Ending The Gay Charade" by Jessica Mayer Herthel. 

Please pass along. 

 8/11/13~As promised today's post is a very timely and important post, "Ending the 'Gay' Charade".  I first came across this on Allison Tate's blog.  Allison asked her college friend, Jessica, to write the piece due to the timely manner in needing to explain some facts of life to her three sons.  I feel as a parent, this is something that we all need to do, for the reasons that I wrote in "Let's Talk About Sex".  When I finished that post, I knew that I didn't even scratch the surface on all I wished to express.  A few days after I posted it I read an article by Allison on Huffington Post that I liked.  Then after spending some time on her blog, came across "Ending the 'Gay' Charade".  I agreed with its message as well as found the idea of keeping it simple, to be common sense.  
Hope you enjoy it.  I think it's brilliant.

Ending the “Gay” Charade
By Jessica Mayer Herthel

“Mommy, what does ‘gay’ mean?”

“Um… uh… it means happy!  Happy and gay!  Now what should we have for breakfast?”

This message was brought to you by the Association for Nervous Parents, and sponsored by the Foundation of What Not to Do.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017


      Well, it's that time of year again.  The hustle and bustle of getting ready for another school year. 

      This was a post that I wrote during my first year of Sadie's Gathering; which was also, the year my youngest, started kindergarten.  (For the record, yes, I still call her Counselor.)

      For what I think are obvious reasons; I'm sharing it again. 

From 8/13/2014~
     **I was planning on running this post again, on account that it's been a year since Ms. Tuff's and Mr. Hill's inspiring actions.  With the death of Robin Williams, who brought so many smiles and so much laughter, over so many years; and who'll be missed by those who knew him, and so many that didn't- it seems fitting all the more. 

So, as the summer ends, and our kids head back to school, I ask again that you "take a moment, then pass it on."

Wishing all love, compassion and hope.

This was originally started Friday, August 23rd, 2013, and as suspected there is not much in the news today about what happened in Atlanta, just a week ago.  My wish is the same nonetheless, so please, take a moment to read, then pass on.  Thank you.

     As I sit down to write, I confess that I thought I would be working on another post.  A post about our Elf.  That post will be light, and I hope funny, but as important that I feel it is to strive to keep things light and funny if at all possible, I know there are more important things.  And THIS is one of them.  Not for promoting Sadie's, but I truly hope that this is the post that goes viral.  So please, take a moment to READ THIS POST, (actually approximately 4 minutes) then pass it on to EVERYONE YOU CAN THINK OF.

     Today, as you may know, my youngest started kindergarten.  All went well, she walked into her idyllic school full of smiles, and I for the most part, kept it together, somewhat.  I mean, after all, she is my baby, my last child, and as she walked into the school I said a little prayer, "Please keep her safe."  I am sure I am not alone.  I sit here writing, and I can't believe, how quiet, and odd it is for me to be the only one in this house.  This week was crazy busy; full of getting the last minute things for school, starting school, school activities, playdates, over tired fits, and many, many other things.  I, along with many other parents, had their hands full, and their minds going 100 different ways, that I was kind of oblivious to the rest of the world.  This includes the occurrence near Atlanta.

     I call it an "occurrence", because we have that luxury.  We were granted that luxury due to the calmness and the grace of Ms. Antoinette Tuff.  In all likelihood, that occurrence will disappear from the headlines, the 24 hour multimedia news, and our minds.  Maybe even as soon as this piece is posted.   Life goes on.  As it should.  But we have a HUGE opportunity to learn from it.