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Who was Cassandra?


  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.

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December 28, 2006

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Another delightful glimpse at your wonderful multi-cultural food choices in Montreal, Beth - I need to explore some of those options! And thanks for the link to the photos, a rich supplement to the single one in our paper today. I'm always amazed by those crowds and impressed by their faith, but personally never want to be in any large crowd. Happy New Year to you, too!

Better, and longer: an international new year's would last -- what? -- 48 hours that it's New Year's Day somewhere? Did I do that right?

We ate our first Moroccan meal today. In Brittany. Isn't life wonderful? So, Beth, will you post recipes for these culinary delights, eg what DO you do with the aubergines (eggplants)??? I am ever on the hunt for aubergine recipes!

The time is not yet here, but I don't think I will have internet access for quite a while so I will say it now: Yoi Otoshi Wo! (May the New Year be a Happy One!) (basically Happy New Year in Japanese, but the words you say before the New Year. Afterwards you say, "Shin-nen Omedeto!" (Happy New Year!). Thanks, Beth for your wonderful words all year and your warm friendship. I haven't been on the internet much this year, but it's good to have continued. Hopefully this new year will start to bring about all the good changes. Please pass on my warm wishes to everyone.

Hi Beth,
I used to shop at a place called (I think) Warsaw, which had all kinds of lovely imported things. I remember figs on strings for 25 cents and halva. It was a walk from where we lived on Hutchinson Ave. They would pack your stuff in a box and deliver it to you for 25 cents and they always showed up shortly after we got home. Two of us ate for ten dollars a week back in the late 1960's.

And now you've made me hungry. I've never seen "kiwi seches" before. What do you do with them?

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