Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly at first. At least that is what my husband Bill tells his classes when they try a new skill. He's right but I don't like to admit it.
I know it's true with writing. My first attempt at a book, an established author put her shaking head in her hands while laughing when reading it. I could have quit writing that day but I decided that I liked writing for writing's sake. I also decided that the author was stupid and clueless about my work. It helps to bash your critics but not to their faces.
That was five years ago and I am better. I have published some articles in our denominational magazine. I am working on 2 books. I remind myself that we have to start somewhere even if it is embarrassing and others are aware of your failings. For me, it is okay to be hohum, to be average, to be even bad at first, if I can write one great sentence in the end.
So I want to encourage you , my friend to be bad and start working toward your dreams.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Buffalo's Braodway Market
Want to be a kid again? Visit the Broadway Market this Easter Season. Beside the Easter Bunny and the clowns making animal balloons, there are plenty of smells, sights and treats to satisfy your senses until next year.
Karen Michelle and I decended on the market Wednesday afternoon only to find aisles cleared of the packs of shoppers we usually see in the mornings. We were greeted by a giant chocolate rabbit you can win if you want to gain 50 pounds and be on a continual sugar high this spring.
We prefered the smells of the babka breads, hot crossed buns and cinnamon rolls and headed over to drool over these goodies. Lunch was the polish plate; glumke (stuffed cabbage rolls), polish sausage and kraut, lazy pieroge and vegetable for S7.99. We dismissed the homemade perogi at $1 a crack. It's good but not that good. We had to buy, for the first time, horseradish root. Bill tells the story of his grandmother grating horseradish in her NYC apartment in the window sill with the window pulled down to protect her eyes. He has to show me how this is done. Then we headed for the flavored noodles from Denver we bought last year. Porcini Mushroom noodles are delightful. Karen likes a lemon mixture linguine. Kelly's chocolates are so delicious that I will deny my obession with bargins. I always buy the orange chocolate. This year I bought chicken sausage but don't tell Bill or Mark. It was so tasty let alone healthy and cheaper than pork. Talk about tasty; have you ever had a pastry heart? I tired a bite and will never be the same. I am lusting for more.
Enough about food. There are also gift items with an Easter/spring theme. I usually buy a Polish or Ukrainain Wooden Easter Egg. Wooden because I will never forgive myself for breaking a few of Bill's grandmothers delicate eggs. This year I was braver-I bought a ceramic egg that is white with red and black patterns, typical of the Ukraine.
This was our day going from booth to booth delighting the clerks with our enthusiam and humor. You only have a few more days to get the Easter treats. Go ahead and be a child again. Go to the Market.
Karen Michelle and I decended on the market Wednesday afternoon only to find aisles cleared of the packs of shoppers we usually see in the mornings. We were greeted by a giant chocolate rabbit you can win if you want to gain 50 pounds and be on a continual sugar high this spring.
We prefered the smells of the babka breads, hot crossed buns and cinnamon rolls and headed over to drool over these goodies. Lunch was the polish plate; glumke (stuffed cabbage rolls), polish sausage and kraut, lazy pieroge and vegetable for S7.99. We dismissed the homemade perogi at $1 a crack. It's good but not that good. We had to buy, for the first time, horseradish root. Bill tells the story of his grandmother grating horseradish in her NYC apartment in the window sill with the window pulled down to protect her eyes. He has to show me how this is done. Then we headed for the flavored noodles from Denver we bought last year. Porcini Mushroom noodles are delightful. Karen likes a lemon mixture linguine. Kelly's chocolates are so delicious that I will deny my obession with bargins. I always buy the orange chocolate. This year I bought chicken sausage but don't tell Bill or Mark. It was so tasty let alone healthy and cheaper than pork. Talk about tasty; have you ever had a pastry heart? I tired a bite and will never be the same. I am lusting for more.
Enough about food. There are also gift items with an Easter/spring theme. I usually buy a Polish or Ukrainain Wooden Easter Egg. Wooden because I will never forgive myself for breaking a few of Bill's grandmothers delicate eggs. This year I was braver-I bought a ceramic egg that is white with red and black patterns, typical of the Ukraine.
This was our day going from booth to booth delighting the clerks with our enthusiam and humor. You only have a few more days to get the Easter treats. Go ahead and be a child again. Go to the Market.
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