Himalayan Sale

OK, you've got to love a town where, amongst all of the other bills posted to various telephone polls, is one reading "Himalayan Sale: Shop the top of the world in my garage!"

I have not checked out said sale and really have no idea when it took/takes place (the sign wasn't dated) but that's the general vibe around here.

Today, we are supposed to go to a Fellows' brunch at Anthony and Cindy Brooks' huge house in Burns Park. Burns Park is the home of the huge older homes, yet another great park and what is probably the best elementary school in the city. Of course, around A2, that's like saying Burns Park has Harvard and your neighborhood has Stanford or Yale or Williams. In other words, you really can't go wrong with elementary schools here.

Schooling here is fine, I hear, until high school. Then all the elementary and middle schools feed into just two high schools. I've heard that Pioneer has more than 4,000 students. But they are building another school to help with the crowding.

But back to the brunch. I am making a caprese salad with goods from the farmers market as well as some maple-vanilla baked pears featuring pears that IEM and I picked this morning out of our neighbor's tree. Can we say fresh???? Of course, the brunch takes place at noon...and we ate breakfast out at Angelo's at 7:30. So this will be lunch, truly.

And it feels like Memphis in late fall here. We woke up to gray skies (oh, boy, not already) and temps in the 50s. But I have yet to give up the flip-flops.

Thanks for stopping by.