A newer world

by April on August 13, 2011

Come, my friends,
’Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.

—Alfred Lord Tennyson, Ulysses

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Perché è bello

by April on July 27, 2011

Someone once asked why I studied Italian. Spanish is more useful when you live in Texas, he said. “How often are you ever gonna use that?”

I instantly knew we could never be friends.

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Fun with customer service

by April on June 18, 2011

Resolving fraudulent charges: “Expect to receive your new card in 24–48 hours, by tomorrow afternoon.”

After navigating a lengthy phone menu and 20 minutes on hold: “Please call back during regular business hours…”

Rep: Can you please verify your e-mail address, Ms. Dickman?

Me: It’s april-dot-DYKMAN-at-gmail-dot-com.

Rep: Thank you very much, Ms. Dickman.

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Korean barbecue

by April on June 11, 2011

Ever had it? Big piles of barbecue; perfectly cooked rice; tiny plates of kimchi, sweet potato, apple, broccoli, seaweed, fish, cabbage, and more. Luckily we had a knowledgeable friend helping us navigate the table.

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Coconut confection affection

by April on June 11, 2011

This space is quickly turning into a food blog.

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Me: The cosmos got it wrong. Why wasn’t I born in Italy?

Luis: We could still die in Italy.

Oh dear. I do love that he said that.

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Stage a coup

by April on May 18, 2011

“Sometimes happiness is a blessing—but generally it’s a conquest.”—Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

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Over Thai food

by April on May 7, 2011

Me: You’re high on aerosol fumes.

Luis: You’ve done too many inversions.

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Mussel memory

by April on April 29, 2011

From our anniversary dinner at Olivia Restaurant.

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DO IT.

by April on April 28, 2011

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