Chronic Negress

My pals Stephanie and Cheryl took me to their house on Camano Island, a rural, gorgeous isle that’s part of the San Juans. The island is green, and is home to a lot of agriculture, its own fair trade organic coffee roaster and amazing views of the Sound. The gals have to leave this paradise for economic reasons, but I got to drive a bit into the Cascades, watch the Indians shoot off fireworks from La Conner, and walk across part of the Deception Pass bridge. I also ate a meal where most of the ingredients had either in been in a garden or an ocean only hours before being consumed. Artichokes, tomatos, Dungeness crab, strawberry rhubarb pie and some amazing corn that Cheryl coated with mayo and Mexican cheese. I had more soy chai lattes and diet Coke with Splenda, which is kind of hilarious considering everything else I ate. Fireworks in Washington are numerous and often fire off from back yards, riverbanks, you name it. It’s amazing more houses don’t burn down. Stephanie and Cheryl were doing the relocation stress dance, and I hope they haven’t spontaneously combusted since I left. Between here, Seattle and Idaho, just about all of my holiday shopping is done.