there's something about lyn...(m)

....that I think you should know.

Lyn and I worked for Gillette in the early 1980s.    We lived within two blocks of each other in Boston and did a lot together socially.

Lyn had a great apartment in a relatively new building.  I remember her decor was sleek and modern.  In her kitchen was a Scandinavian-style clock.

The apartment was painted sometime during Lyn's first year there.  When she moved things back into their places, the clock was missing.  I distinctly remember Lyn talking about the missing clock and wondering out loud if the painters stole it. While it was a nice clock, I couldn't imagine anyone wanting to steal it, much less actually doing it.

Regardless, there remained a blank space on the wall for the next twelve months.

In late March of 1982, we decided to co-host a party to watch the Academy Awards (I didn't attend).

While we were working late, preparing food for our guests the next day, we had to use the oven for something.

Guess what we found?  Her clock.  It was in her oven.  For twelve months, it was in her oven.  


By then it was after three in the morning.  I finished the antipasto.   Lyn completed whatever it was she was making (neither of us remembers what that was).  And we re-hung the clock.

So, it is with great amusement that I read about Lyn's culinary achievements and her rapidly-growing cache of gourmet appliances and accoutrements...the slow cooker, the two top of the line coffee makers (the Keurig and this new steam thingie--she returned the Cuisinart which would have made it three coffeemakers), the King's mustard, the Krups convection toaster oven and a brand-new Cuisinart emulsifier.

Bon appetit, Lyn.  At this rate, you'll be on Martha Stewart next year.

M