A week ago Friday I went to lunch with my old friend Dodie. (She is old - older than me by 6 months.) We've been very close friends since 8th grade, except for about a 15 year hiatus when our politics didn't mesh. I was the hippie going out west, she was the bank employee working her way up the corporate ladder. Her life was stable with husband #1, also a banker. Mine was a little wild - Seattle there we went!
But at some point between husbands I found out she had been sending Christmas cards all those years to my mother....When I moved back to Skaneateles she was only an hour or so away. The friendship continued.
So - we ate at the Sherwood on the porch, enjoyed a healthy lunch then feasted on creme brulee (me) and the tri-berry tart (her). We shopped, doing the "sunny side" of the street this year. Chestnut Cottage had enough presents to actually finish her shopping for her sisters, I was impressed by F. Oliver's on Jordan and bought a few olive oils. I can't wait to try them out on ice cream! Seriously! The chocolate and the blood orange...oh my!
At Chestnut Cottage we marveled at Patience Brewster's work. You can see it at www.patiencebrewster.com. I also understand that Whoopi Goldberg likes it so much that she will talk about it on The View on Wednesday of this week - the 14th. Skaneateles isn't just where presidents vacation...it's where artists live!
The Village looks like that, too. I watch those sappy Christmas shows from Hallmark and Ion while I bake or pull together the cards I send each year. I always seem to find the ones with pretty little towns. A couple years ago one actually filmed in Aurora. So why not Skaneateles?
Dodie and I finished our shopping - or at least she did - and we went our separate ways. She'll probably move back some day, and either come to Skaneateles or go through to Caz. But we'll still shop, I hope. And while Dickens is energizing, shopping with an old friend is oh, so much fun!
