…four or five days later, you’re hungry again!”
(I’m quoting a hand-printed signs from Mimmo’s Italian restaurant on Ocean Avenue in York, ME, which serves exactly that kind of Italian food. Mimmo, the owner and chef, walks around when the kitchen is quiet, greeting newcomers and schmoozing with neighborhood friends.
Another Mimmo-ism: “What’s special tonight? Everything on my menu, that’s what’s special.?
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I’m up in Maine, taking a moment to stop and smell the lilacs, here with my lilac-growing little sister.
I asked Marie if she had a word of wisdom to share with my blog readers and she said, incredulously “A word? Just one?” Which just goes to show you how wise my sister is. |
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I do have a wise saying from my little brother, who went home this morning. “When you are skiing,” he said, “the very best moments come right before the moment when you say, ‘Uh oh, I think I’m in trouble.’ ”
In fact, Kevin’s insight applies to many fun things.
But not, so far as I know, to smelling the lilacs.