Good Morning, God!
It was Goodbye Tucson and Hello Little Tehran — or Tehrangeles as the hub of the half million Iranians in Los Angeles is called. Suz and I picked the Flame Restaurant and asked for the table set next to the old style oven and over-ordered dinner — with lunch the next day in mind.
Such a layering of Cultures and Times, God. I think I was sitting next to an engraving on a glass pane of a Persian King and cuneiform writing. The oven looked like it might well have been used to cook for that king. But, in this photo are images of TVs and also reflections of the TVs placed in every corner of the restaurant– AND in the women’s bathroom — of all things.
The complex and vibrant layering in this photo feels like an image of my travels. First, Suz, then Sandy and the Boys, then the Boys, then Sandy, Dave and the Boys and now Suz again. I have a mind and heart full of images and vignettes.
But, back to the restaurant and the food — it was just what I wanted — fresh herbs and chicken in a walnut and pomegranate sauce. Pomegranates, again, God, reminding me that I still haven’t finished the book, Traveling with Pomegranates. It is a book in which Sue Monk Kidd layers mother daughter relationships along side her relationships with You, God. And, perhaps, that deep primal relationship takes us as close as we can come to understanding / experiencing Your Love for us.
Tomorrow morning, EARLY, Kit arrives and my Mother/Daughter travels will morph into Travels with Kit. Another facet of LOVE to experience, appreciate and treasure.