tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post5287090836166552820..comments2024-03-08T09:52:59.827-05:00Comments on Middle Passages: The Curiosity ChainLizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16170701034715108039noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-74273600786102550032012-04-23T04:09:36.466-04:002012-04-23T04:09:36.466-04:00wow, you've done a great many wonderful things...wow, you've done a great many wonderful things. Gotta love an inquisitive mind.Lynda R Young as Elle Cardyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09975442291393246148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-64587323640588941562012-04-21T06:54:21.214-04:002012-04-21T06:54:21.214-04:00Hmmm, why not e-mail them this post? I'm not ...Hmmm, why not e-mail them this post? I'm not Catholic, but via my Catholic husband I've met some Jesuit priests. I think they'd understand and show you around. Chains aren't in their blood either.<br /><br />Liza, the roux darkens rather quickly as you near those last photos. I dip my finger and taste as the colors change. You can taste the flour cook. If you're nervous about burning the roux toward the end, add a drop or two of Kitchen Bouquet, but small drops. And butter makes a lighter roux than oil. This is when I use Kitchen Bouquet to darken (as I prefer a butter-based roux. Will mention this on today's post.<br /><br />Hub's disappointed the RedSox lost but teared up over Fenway's B-Day Party.Kittie Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07756250649095903317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-72630512230327016312012-04-20T19:38:21.688-04:002012-04-20T19:38:21.688-04:00I see a road I haven't traveled I take to see ...I see a road I haven't traveled I take to see where it comes out. IT's fun to do. I tell my son we're exploring. "Let's go exploring." Now that my son is old enough to drive, he does it. I like looking at new things. Yes, I've been known to look in old houses and barns or whatever takes my fancy. <br /><br />I got it from my dad. I gave it my son. I hope he carries on the tradition.<br /><br />As for the chain. They have a number. Give them a call and ask if you can have a tour or if not a tour, if you can walk up closer and look at the grounds and take some pictures of the beautiful architecture.<br /><br />At the worse, they will say no, and the word no won't hurt you. But, you know what? They might just say yes.<br /><br />Wouldn't that be lovely?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.siamckye.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Sia McKye OVER COFFEE</a>~Sia McKye~https://www.blogger.com/profile/08470562659597351033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-70673158074105987412012-04-20T19:24:22.729-04:002012-04-20T19:24:22.729-04:00The more I get to know you, the more convinced I b...The more I get to know you, the more convinced I become that you must be one of the most interesting/ed persons out there. I love how you find some much joy in things so many others overlook. And that you feel hurt by a chain holding you out.<br /><br />Your dad reminds me of my husband. He's always curious and looking into everything he doesn't know. If there's something out there new to him, it's a mystery he has to explore. I can't tell you how many times he's gotten on his phone to google something to get answers for weird things just because he doesn't know it. It works out well because whenever I don't know something I need to know for a book, chances are he's already googled it or investigated it.Carolina M. Valdez Schneiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11589934533051907801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-37493599361346944552012-04-20T18:31:39.901-04:002012-04-20T18:31:39.901-04:00What a beautiful story, Liza. I gotta know what...What a beautiful story, Liza. I gotta know what's in that house. This is most definitely a book, my friend. I'm glad you know that you've been blessed. :-)Robyn Campbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17356555082768185840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-87903080529285447312012-04-20T14:28:00.155-04:002012-04-20T14:28:00.155-04:00I love this story about your father, and your char...I love this story about your father, and your characterization of him as interested. If you ever get to go inside that house, please share!Colette Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11685539849318739675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-33027047955160505172012-04-20T14:00:17.036-04:002012-04-20T14:00:17.036-04:00Don't write them off just yet. Perhaps they ar...Don't write them off just yet. Perhaps they are having a conference or a retreat over the weekend or for a week or two.<br /><br />I totally understand how you feel. I'm very much a 'don't tell me I can't do that' person. <br /><br />I think I would have liked your father.Carol Kilgorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03745686632918324803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-49768353529705783092012-04-20T12:53:43.587-04:002012-04-20T12:53:43.587-04:00Mystery always calls. I understand your father. I ...Mystery always calls. I understand your father. I love to explore what's out of reach. But once I was crazy to know what was behind a locked gate and thick growth of trees and shrubs that only allowed a glimpse of some old mansion. One day someone must have bought it and "cleaned" it up. All the plants disappeared and there was a beautiful house that no longer had any mystery at all.Tricia J. O'Brienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05993110400088806252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-8918021235549536562012-04-20T10:42:38.474-04:002012-04-20T10:42:38.474-04:00Then you have seen great things.
Call them up and ...Then you have seen great things.<br />Call them up and see if you can get a guided tour. What do you have to lose?Alex J. Cavanaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09770065693345181702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-60856881977925456922012-04-20T09:21:42.799-04:002012-04-20T09:21:42.799-04:00I once lived in a little A frame house in the midd...I once lived in a little A frame house in the middle of some shops. One had to take stairs to get into my home. Tourists often appeared in the doorway thinking it was a shop. I put a rope across the bottom of the stairs with a sign that said, "Private Residence." I still had people CLIMB OVER the rope, walk up the steps, open the door and then act surprised that they were in a home.<br /><br />I understand the chain.Bish Denhamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13359927719391990534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-69533018349874434152012-04-20T08:42:29.476-04:002012-04-20T08:42:29.476-04:00Something about a "keep out" sign rankle...Something about a "keep out" sign rankles me. And I totally get your feelings for the nasty chain. You want to yank it from its pilings and heave it through a window. My father is very much like your father and I like the way you differentiate your use of the word, interested. But by being interested he is also interesting.<br />Your harbor is beautiful. The majority of our lakeshore is private and you can barely glimpse a view of the water. I always wonder...who originally owned this lakeshore and who had the right to sell off 90 pct of it? But now I'm getting sidetracked. I wonder why your Jesuits felt the need to chain the drive. To keep the evil tourists at bay?Yvonne Osbornehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18212188414972694795noreply@blogger.com