The following conversation took place between my mum and my zaidy (grandfather in Yiddish) when Mum, Mitch, and I took a trip to Montreal to visit Mum’s side of the family this weekend.
Context: Bubbie (grandmother in Yiddish) and Zaidy are going to Florida for a couple weeks in December, and my Bubbie is not a small woman. She bought a very flattering bathing suit that covers as much as can be covered.
Mum: Dad, do you like Mummy’s new bathing suit? Zaidy: Meh, it’s for old ladies. Mum: What, you think she should wear something sexy? Zaidy: Well yeah. It’s for old ladies. Why should she cover everything up?
Last weekend, my friend Lucas and I visited Ally, another friend, in St. Louis, Missouri. Ally has lived in St. Louis since we started college many moons ago, and now that we’ve been out of college for a few years, we decided that it was high time to visit her. Lucas lives in California now and I’m moving to Malaysia in August, so it was a “now or never” kind of trip. Ally was an excellent tour guide for the four days that we were there. She took us to fun places and great restaurants and introduced us to her life in the Midwest. There’s a LOT to do there and I would definitely go back.
I wasn’t entirely responsible with taking pictures when we were away; Lucas took on most of that responsibility. Here’s a little taste, though:
Thursday night Cardinals game
St. Louis ArchDid you know it’s as wide as it is tall?
Delicious, refreshing, summery beverages
The outdoor area of the City Museum, a magical place where people of all ages can run, jump, climb, and explore
One last hurrah
If you’re intrigued, here’s a list of places we went (in the order that we went to them):
Cardinals Game
Kemper Gallery at Washington University
Washington University
St. Louis Arch
Missouri Botanical Gardens
Climb So Ill (this is the climbing gym where Ally belongs – LOVED THIS)
City Museum
And for those inclined in the food direction, here’s where we ate and drank (in the order that we tried them):
I’ve always taken my coffee black. I started drinking coffee in college, not because I needed the caffeine but because getting a cup of coffee was often more convenient than getting a meal. I didn’t start having coffee in the morning until my second year teaching, actually, and even then it was more for the taste. My mum used to make her coffee with a bit of milk and a bit of brown sugar, but my dad never did. Mum stopped drinking coffee when I was 14 (long story that involves a bad cup of joe on an airplane) so my dad was my role model. Nowadays, I like to think that I drink coffee for the taste, but I do find myself with a headache around noon if I skip a morning cup. Addicted? Yes, I’d say so.
This afternoon I went to Pour Coffee Parlor with a book. I ordered just a regular cup of coffee and was delighted by the presentation:
Pour also has a very trendy, hip vibe. This isn’t the greatest picture (my table faced the window) but hopefully it gives you an insight into the industrial yet welcoming feel of the place. The flowers on the tables are a nice touch.
Room for cream? No, but thanks for asking!
Photos, travels, musings, and ideas on education by someone trying to make the world a better and more peaceful place
By Rebecca Michelle 