that’s exactly what I did. well, actually we did. jac (devourthis.com) invited me to go to a book reading in the city the other evening. so, in actuality we didn’t even read. we listened. i forget what a luxury it is to have someone read to you, especially this particular author, kimberlee auerbach, who shared excerpts from her newly-released memoir the devil, the lovers, and me: my life in tarot. as she was sharing snippets of her life, i was laughing out loud at some of her pre-teen experiences and adolescent naiveté. her book evoked as much laughter as sympathy, and beyond that a sense of understanding. i felt like many her words were actually being spoken to me, which at the time seemed like blatant messages directed at me. have you ever been in a room, or part of a conversation obviously meant to address a crowd, but for some reason truly believed that the speaker was addressing you? as if, by some freak chance, this total stranger picked up on your inner-most thoughts, arranged a public speaking engagement, invited a myriad of audience members as a sort of diversion, to “reach” you. well, for some reason, i was stuck at one of those moments again, while sitting in a crowded manhattan borders, surrounded by this first-time authors closest friends and family. i was actually one of the few who had never met this woman. but regardless i was touched by her stories, and related to her experiences, despite that she spoke of being raised by an abused mother, and shared her childhood jealousy of an ailing sibling. none of these experiences i have shared. but of course, and the end of the reading, i was somehow convinced this was about me. i am sick. how egocentric can one individual be? check out the book. she is a storyteller through and through. you might be as touched as i was.
and (to tie this so nicely back into my glutenfreeworld) i ended the night with a scrumptious, oversized gf treat. jac introduced me to an all-natural market in the village called life thyme market (lifethymemarket.com), where i was so pleased to find a bakery section of fresh-baked gf treats. giant, moist and sweet gf cookies—at least that is what i chose this fine evening. the store is in tuned to the allergy-ridden too, as my particular cookie was gluten, nut and dairy free. does it get any better than that? i started my evening by having a book read to me, and I ended it with a fresh-baked cookie. what could be more comforting than mom herself?
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