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The Weekly Newsletter for April 28, 2014
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Dear Friends,
Ohhhh, we are planning planning planning!
The JOY Ride, 2nd Annual celebration of life in the face of challenge, is barreling down the pike toward us - just a few weeks away!
Man, Laurey personified, exemplified, and Laurey-fied celebrating, celebrating right in the face of challenge.
A note of thanks here for the amazing volunteers on the JOY!Ride committee: one outstanding member is our dear Marilynne Herbert, who must earn the honorary title of official photographer of Laurey. Hers were the wonderful photos we featured in February - Laurey on her bike, Laurey bending to kiss her sweetie darling pup, Tye - - what we see now as a goodbye, only three moons ago now.
What the heck has happened to the world in that short time? What the heck?
Our mother Elsie Masterton passed away when we were in our early teens. Over the years that followed, many many years now, I tried to imagine what she would think about the many everyday changes to the world as she knew it.
Like pantyhose. Really. And Baggies. Honest! When we were kids I remember hatefully washing - and DRYING! - plastic bread bags from the store to reuse for storage. I was terrible at it, grumped all the way through it, arms wet up to my little elbows, damn clingy sticky things. Oh, Pepperidge Farms, how I hated you. It wasn't called recycling, it was just using something we happened to have. And what we DIDN'T have was, astoundingly, Baggies. No sandwich bags, or freezer bags, or ZipLoc bags. No bags. Criminy. Forget cell phones, my life changed when plastic bags started coming in boxes.
So now I am still wondering about this HUGE change, how it has happened that Laurey is not here. Why, wasn't she JUST here?!
We have her photos, and her hats, and her shoes, and her bicycles. And what can have been changing, and changing so deeply, even in these few short months she has not been walking through our door?
For one thing, she keeps doing it. Not walking through the door. Again and again she keeps not walking in here.
Like the old joke, mamma sighing to her neglectful son: "Every time the phone doesn't ring, I think it's you."
We would love to pick up the phone, just for a sec.
What Laurey does stand for, what doesn't change, is this: CELEBRATE flying in the face of challenge, of fear and anger, of really-really-ticked-off-that-she's-not here.....
You must know that Laurey has two simply MARVELOUS bicycles. We are going to raffle them, auction them, fly them away to one (or two) of you, in celebration of Laurey's JOY!Ride. We will sell tickets, have a live auction, run up a campaign, and of course the funds go straight to the heart of the matter.
Please stay tuned, dear ones, as we gather ourselves to hold this wonderful event, (near Laurey's mid-May birthday!) and share the story of her wonderful bicycles that carried her far across the country. She flew along the highways with her wonderful girls, the ladies of 2009, when we knew she was strong and could do absolutely anything.
- from Heather Masterton
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Our darling staff at Laurey's: stalwart, inventive, human, perky, dedicated to wonderful food and terrific presentation. Of course also run ragged, crabby, delusional - in fact, humans in all the best sense of the word. 
We'd love for you to get to know them again and again.
Today a quick shout out to Rebecca, chef extraordinaire. Rebecca was a schoolteacher. Fourth-graders. (Moment of silence, please). Two kids herself, decided to chuck it and go to learn at AB Tech Culinary. (Yay! ABTech! Awesome!) Tells husband she is going for it.
Two years in, nearing completion but not there yet, she thinks perhaps she would do well to just simply start. Start working, start cooking. Tells husband she is going for it. Again. (Moment of appreciation of supportive partners, please.)
Last January, Rebecca sent Laurey's a resume for an internship. In May, out of the blue, a phone call from Adam, head of the kitchen: "Found your resume in a pile of papers! You're perfect! Want to come cook?"... Just like that. Or mostly.
So here she is, hard to find a photo when she is not smiling, relieved to be apart from the world of fourth-graders - SOOO much easier to have your hands up to the gloves in ricotta and parmesan and spinach for a fancy party, to be in a room full of chopping and stirring and what's next and ordering and zooming along doing what you love. Or mostly.
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Dinners to go for the week
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Here are dinners to go for this week. This, if you do not know, is a fabulous way to have dinner. It's easy - just call us by noon and your dinner will be ready for you to pick up by 3 that very day.
You can stop by to pick yours up until we close at 8.
Add salad (3.25) or bread (1.25) if you like.
Monday, April 28
Chicken Florentine with Asparagus Risotto 9.25
Tuesday, April 29
Pan-fried Cornmeal Trout with Sugarsnaps & Carrots 12.50 *GF*
Wednesday, April 30
Blue Cheese Stuffed Bistro Steak with Maple Glazed Brussels Sprouts 10.25
Thursday, May 1
Ancho Pork Shoulder with Mashed Sweet Potatoes $9.95
Friday, May 2
Pesto Salmon over White Bean and Arugula Salad 10.95
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Casserole and Lasagnas to go
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The Casserole of the week:
April 30 Eggplant Parmesan Whole: 35 Half: 17.50
The Lasagna of the week:
May 2: Local Beef and Herbed Chevre Whole: 52 Half: 26
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Laurey's notes (from a lifetime of writing)
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[So much has been written about Laurey and her life projects these past weeks, but of course the best spokesman is Laurey herself. In this column we present archival reprints of her messages. This is an early newsletter from her online records.]
May 29, 2004
Hello to you from Asheville. Warm. Green. Nice.
We've had days of sun and afternoons of rain for some time now. The clouds appear in the late morning, fill up, and then, later, let it all go. The ground seems not to mind, opening up and soaking it all in. The gardens are thriving. At my house the tomato plants, a birthday present, are dark green and leafy and full of energy. Tomatoes. Soon.
My days, these days, are filled with not knowing. Sometimes this is the way it goes. I am never very good at sitting with the not knowing, but I guess it's fair to say that one never really knows, for certain, much of anything anyway. But recognizing that this is, absolutely, a time of not knowing much of anything at all, I feel a bit wobbly. Mostly I feel filled with curiosity about how the various irons in my little fire will come out once the blacksmith (me?) decides it is time.
There is the curiosity about this dream in Italy. I have now found the owner of the pile of rocks that has caught my attention. She lives in Switzerland and is interested in talking. Can you imagine? I'm being taken seriously. Now what?
There is the wonder about what might happen with this collection of stories I have sent out into the world. Some people have said no. Some people have written that, lovely as the collection is, it is not right for their 'catalog' this year. And some publishers haven't said anything yet. There is not much I can do about any of this.
Wait. Wonder. Breathe.
And there is the thinking about various bigger picture things. We all have these curiosities, right? Something shifts and then everything moves and then, well, who knows what will happen.
So this morning, not knowing what to do or how to think or where to begin, I walked across to the market and just stood still. Bob sat in his chair playing some sweet, faint tunes. Shoppers visited with each other. Babies crawled around. Tables, filled with tomato plants and stalks of Rhubarb, waited. I did too. I stood. Thought. Breathed. Let these bits filter in. Gradually I relaxed, looked around, heard Bob's fiddle more clearly. Things came into focus a bit more. A breeze came up. The Hollyhock leaves bent, ever so slightly.
These curiosities will unfold, just as they are meant to. They always do. No matter what.
[source: Laurey's Cafe and Catering newsletter, May 29, 2004]
- photo credit Marilynne Herbert: Adam, Emily and Henry Thome, 2010
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JOY Ride - Saturday, May 17, 2014
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(Just a slightly updated version of) Laurey's JOY!Ride note from last year:
And by now you must have heard of our JOYride for LiveSTRONG at the YMCA. The ride is Saturday, May 17th.
To start, a kid's ride at the track in Carrier Park. [Henry was our honorary co-chair of the kid's ride (and self-proclaimed "Director of Laurey's").]
After the kids get going, the long distance riders will take off.
BUT the fun will just get going at that point. We will have, among other things:
Games
Face Painting
Temporary Body Art  Massages
Food Trucks
Snacks
Bike safety obstacle courses (for the kids)
Photographs
A Wall of Thanks
Card-making area
Wall of Honor
Hula Hoops
Live bands
artists
Goody bags for all riders
Livestrong wrist bands
and more!
So even if you are not riding, or are an In SPIRIT rider or you have already donated, please do come. Bring your kids - we want LOTS of kids!
Yes, you CAN register on-site. Kid's entry fee is just $5.15.
(Keep in mind all riders need helmets.)
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