I remember when I read my first Hemingway. Sitting in my grandfathers study snuggled under my great grandmother’s knitted blanket with a small 60 watt bulb illuminating the treasured book from his shelves. His study smelled like leather and typewriter ribbon, I will never forget that. When I smell these things or snuggle under that blanket, which I still have, I go back to that time in that chair with that Old Man. Memories are heavily tied to scent, taste, feeling… and for me words. I was so emotionally invested in the Fisherman and I stayed up all night till the tale was done.
You know what books I am talking about, the ones you read which stay with you, like my Hemingway moment. That have grabbed you in some way with some ‘hook’, dragging you along for the ride. The ones that a month, a year or even five later you see something, or read something which brings you back to that moment in the book, where you are, what you are doing, what you are eating… Some of you have a handful, some of you, like me, have different handfuls that I cycle through because books are part of a central core of my being.
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I was in the middle of reading the book and got a HUGE hankering for some traditional New England style boiled grub. What better place than on the coast of New England to get a bucket of Atlantic Steamers or maybe a Lobstah (thats Lobster to all you NON New Englanders.. I lived there for long enough that when I am tired the loss of ‘R’s is quite pronounced… and yes I pawk the caw in the yawd)
So, I popped over to one of my favorite sidewalk cafes in New England clutching my Kindle because I had not quite finished Poseidon’s Children (The Legacy of the Gods
(yes on my magic jet, WORK with me people
) As I left the counter with my basket of steamers, who do I find sitting there?! Stunning as usual and amidst the ruins of what seemed to be half the menu, my new friend Peggy from the book, THAT is who!! Larry was no where to be found, but Peggy looked like she might be waiting… maybe she will let me sit and bother her.. such a fan girl now huh?
“Hey Peggy! Mind if I sit down?” “looking quizzically at the diverse collection of plates in front of Peggy”