We are happy, very happy, and all smiles ...
Enormously happy ...
We do not seem to have words
to describe our happiness ....
.
My mom still enjoys telling anecdotes and, as always,
she begins laughing before the punch line ...
And I am not too far behind ...
Very very happy indeed to be together ....
.
Finally, my mom was able to figure out how the Aspirin bottle
that I brought from America can be opened ...
Being aware that my Nutcracker may grab her finger,
my mom is taking no chances ....
.
Making a point ...
And making believe that I am talking
at the newly installed telephone ....
.
On April 28, 2002 --my mom's 86th birthday ...
The white lilac and my mom's birthday tort
(detailed below) can be seen at far left.
With Dr. Florin, a dentist and a distant relative who lived for a while in Israel and who visits quite often with my mom and who joined us at Mom's Birthday "extravaganza" lunch.We started the lunch with cheese pastry and a heavenly good Armenian Cogniac "Ararat" brought from the US. Then, we continued with the legendary "Salad de Beuf" made by me which was fantastically good ... as we had many encores ... All this was the "warm up" for the main course that was skinless breast chicken sautéed in garlic with other condiments and served "a-la grill" with fresh salad. We had with all this an exquisite Muscat Otonel white wine. The center of dessert was the fabulous tort called the "Diplomat Special" with real whipped cream and chocolate through a special order expressly made for me. Fresh strawberries and grapes from Greece (enormously expensive) were also part of this festive and extravagant meal.
.
.
My Nutcracker is standing guard keeping an eye
on this fabulous tort ...
Yes, it is time for coffee and some chitchat ...
and, of course, smoking ....
.
For Mom smoking still reigns supreme ...
Feel good when I smoke, and ... how much I like it ...!
My mom with a whole stuffed
chicken in front of
her ...
An irresistible
temptation: Not easy to wait ...
The wine is on the way ...
My mom in great spirits ...
There is nothing like a
good laugh ...
That is all for now.
Thank you for your visit.
With lots of love dear mom.
Klim.
(Hydrangea: My mom's favorite flowers always present at her birthday.)
P.S. from Klim: These current pictures (as the ones from the last year) were taken with the same Russian camera (Zorki-S) that I took with me when I left Romania in 1969! [See Part 9 of my Great Escape story.]
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August 12, 2009.
Mom's father gravestone in Timisoara, Romania |