tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620911.post6874321607896053400..comments2023-12-30T03:14:14.776-05:00Comments on pearlies of wisdom: On a Day Like Todaytorontopearlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12246510242496347242noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620911.post-60112545788426641352010-12-21T11:20:14.372-05:002010-12-21T11:20:14.372-05:00What a wonderful testimonial to Dad, and to Mom. D...What a wonderful testimonial to Dad, and to Mom. Daniella brought your blogg to y attention because we were talking about Dad's tedium in making Apfel Sauze - his carringly, surgical perfection in peeling each apple as not to break the continued helix of delicate skin.<br /><br />LOts of love,<br />JAJAnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620911.post-47435170919433157492010-11-22T17:07:34.165-05:002010-11-22T17:07:34.165-05:00awww this was nice.
Chopin..apple sauce and memor...awww this was nice.<br /><br />Chopin..apple sauce and memories.<br />What could be sweeter?David_on_the_Lakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16755322374991538262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620911.post-7916890182891702232010-11-15T01:53:52.923-05:002010-11-15T01:53:52.923-05:00Such a sweet memory, Pearl...Amd I can picture the...Such a sweet memory, Pearl...Amd I can picture the whole thing necause of the way you wrote this Poem. It was very very "alive".<br />I know you must miss those days very very much, and it is understandble, on every level.OldLady Of The Hillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02458879772193114892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620911.post-9278878584711823802010-11-14T21:59:41.650-05:002010-11-14T21:59:41.650-05:00Lovely. Was he a big over of classical music? Di...Lovely. Was he a big over of classical music? Did you inherit this love?Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05191467009055093356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620911.post-9012127922429585812010-11-14T21:19:03.027-05:002010-11-14T21:19:03.027-05:00Re. the reference in the poem to newspapers open a...Re. the reference in the poem to newspapers open and laid out: my parents would lay them open on the counter do their peeling work on them and then wrap the apple peelings, cords and seeds in the papers and toss them. (this was all before recycling paper and tossing food scraps in a green bin.)torontopearlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12246510242496347242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620911.post-38971895287177174862010-11-14T21:05:09.132-05:002010-11-14T21:05:09.132-05:00Lovely images. It makes me want to snuggle up in ...Lovely images. It makes me want to snuggle up in my jammies and have a cup of apple tea. And that's just what I'm gonna do...Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12396540555696283171noreply@blogger.com