Yesterday, October 14, was Wendy's birthday, her 85th. We celebrated in a low-key way, 'we' being Rebecca, Richard, David, Jonathan, Sharon Morrison, Wendy's charismatic personal care worker, and I. Throughout the day, various friends and neighbours popped in briefly (just about everyone now is aware that brief visits are better than long ones).
Wendy got some splendid presents, practical things like large handkerchiefs and a useful device from David to help her lift herself off a chair, books by Stuart McLean and Bill Bryson among others, a new wrist watch (an el cheapo one from Zellers, not a multi-mega-buck watch by Cartier or Rolex); gloves and mittens, and a lovely fur 'scarf' that doubles as a muff, from Suzy and Elfie Juneau. The most original present is a fancy printed and bound copy of Richard's menu; having been associated for many years with the restaurant business, Richard knows where to go to have fancy menus produced. The result appears in the two pictures at the top, the cover, and the specialty dishes he has prepared. Most people can eat these with knife and fork. For Wendy's special consumption, Richard blends each of these, and freezes them in ice-block sized nuggets. Our freezer is full of rows of labeled plastic bags full of nuggets of each dish, which we thaw and heat as required. This began as an experiment that has been so highly successful that we have encouraged Richard to consider making a commercial venture of his creations. I have a hunch that this venture would be successful enough for us all to retire on the proceeds.
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