Potato power!

Happy Hanukkah! Or happy Chanukkah! Or... well, pick a spelling. Last night was the first night of the Festival of Lights and I REALLY want some latkes... yum! Mmmmm... potatoes. And then: FRIED potatoes... ooooh! Well, what other reaction can you expect from someone who went on solitary vacations to Ireland -- twice?

So yes, the other weekend, my friend Ellen and I saw this spectacularly, um, eye-catching menorah during a walk on the UWS (there is a tiny, old-school toy/stationery shop on West 72nd Street that had this in their window) and I thought, "Well, hey -- gotta grab me a photo of THAT! Words won't do it justice." Yes, you too can own this "Musician Menorah" as the box calls it.

Or you can buy a handcrafted set like this cute grouping of animals that is being sold at the holiday show at my pottery studio (i.e., the place where I currently take classes -- it is SO not owned by me) which is going on this weekend.

There are many more photos linked to my Facebook page. Those of you who know my name can go there. Those of you who don't have a FB account, I can send you a link if you ask, that does not require you to join to view the photos.

Gotta run, hop in the shower, and head to JC in a few minutes because my engineer is driving us down to the Delaware water gap for dinner as a treat: there is a restaurant he knows that [I think ] is set in the woods and faces a salt lick, so while humans dine on cooked food, the deer come graze at the salt lick (and no, I will NOT be ordering venison -- even if they have it on the menu -- for those sickos who've asked! but then, that's why you're my friends *snarf*)

Bye for now!