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Crackers

January 23, 2023 at 10:02 am by Claudia

Sharing a sad little story with a temporary happy ending:

I am a cracker lover. I inherited that trait from my dad, who loved nothing more than an afternoon snack of crackers and cheese.

But I’m picky about my crackers. I used to love Triscuits, then I fell out of love with them. Eventually, I discovered Stoned Wheat Thins and they became my cracker of choice. (I also love Wheat Thins and they currently function as an afternoon treat.)

But Stoned Wheat Thins? I loved them for years and years.

 

My neighborhood store also carried their own version of these crackers so I sometimes bought those. There were slight differences, but they were, in essence, the same cracker.

A few months back, Don started noticing that they were often not in stock. We’d wait it out and some would appear again. Or he’d go to another store to find a box. But, more and more, they weren’t there. And that includes the Hannaford version (local grocery store.) We didn’t know what the heck was going on.

Finally, at some point in late December or early January, when Don was at a grocery store, he asked a guy who was stocking crackers what was happening. The dreaded words: “I don’t think we’re carrying them anymore.” What??? Further conversation led to “I don’t think they’re making them.” Don had to break the news to me when he got home.

I couldn’t believe it. These are wildly popular crackers. I immediately started googling the crackers to find out what the heck was going on. I happened on several posts by people who were mourning the loss of SWT and had been grappling with shortages since last October. Several commented that they were the only crackers they liked and had been buying them for years. They are made by Red Oval Farms in Canada, a division of Mondelez – a corporate giant –  which is part of Nabisco. I wrote to Mondelez and asked them why they would make that decision, and to please bring them back.

You won’t be surprised by this – no answer.

Today I found a little article on the cracker outrage from Slate.

Don kept suggesting we would find a substitute, but I knew there was nothing comparable. For years, my morning pre-breakfast routine has included a cup or two of coffee and 3 or 4 Stoned Wheat Thins.

As my last sleeve of crackers was already down to 6 or 7 crackers when I heard they were being discontinued, I ate one per day to slow down the inevitable. In the meantime, Don kept checking out the local grocery stores in case boxes appeared on the shelves.

My last cracker, which I held on to for days until I finally ate it.

A few weeks went by. I started working on Darko’s workshop. One day, Don picked me up from the bus station and showed me what he found at the grocery store.

Hannaford’s version of Stoned Wheat Thins. Two boxes. Oh my heavens! He said they had just put them on the shelf. Was it leftover stock? I checked the date on the box and was assured they were fresh. We looked at each other with the realization that he should buy more – if there were any left on the shelf.

I came home from another rehearsal, tired as all get out. After we had dinner, he told me to look in the kitchen cupboards. Why? Just look in them, he said.

Oh my heavens to the sixth degree!

So now I have a reprieve. But I suspect it’s only temporary. Hopefully, after their boneheaded move, Mondelez will get it together and start making them again.

In the meantime, I’m eating them very slowly, fully aware that this might be their last hurrah.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

 

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Bryant Park & Rehearsal

January 22, 2023 at 9:17 am by Claudia

Because weekend bus schedules offer less frequent trips, I had to go into the city early yesterday, arriving just about 2 hours before I had to be at rehearsal. So I walked east from Port Authority to Bryant Park, one of my favorite places in NYC. It’s a bit bleak at this time of year, but it was very satisfying to have a little free time apart from immediately walking 20 blocks to rehearsal.

The rear of the New York Public Library Main Branch.

The skating rink.

 

It was cold, but there were lots of people there, buying hot chocolate or a cup of coffee. Whenever I go there, I am reminded of Paris. I really miss Paris.

Then I visited Kinokuniya across the street, a shop full of books and Japanese manga and stationery and pens and journals and planners. There’s so much in this section that it’s almost overwhelming and I could only pay a brief visit. I’ll be back there next week, so maybe I’ll have a bit more time to visit.

Then I headed back to Port Authority to 9th and 41st and headed north to rehearsal. I walked down Don’s old street and – press release – I was wrong!

The Mexican restaurant next to Don’s building didn’t close! There is new signage and I was looking at it from across the street so I thought it was a new business. Needless to say, I sent this photo to Don, who was very happy indeed. The steps lead down to the front door of Don’s former apartment.

Rehearsal went well – we ran the whole show for the first time. Then a lunch break in which I got to chat with all the wonderful people working on the show, including Darko. Then I had some private time with the actors to give them notes.

Then I had to hang out in the dreaded Port Authority for 90 minutes until the next bus.

All in all, 12 hours from the moment the bus left the station for NYC until I got off the return bus at 8 pm.

One more day next week. I’m supposed to go in on Wednesday, but the weather may be an issue. We may get snow that day. The forecast keeps changing, so I’ll have to keep an eye on it.

So. I added 10 more blocks on to my ‘normal’ 40 blocks and, given that I had only slept for 4 hours, I’m quite pleased with myself! After a few days of this trek, I’m in better shape. I just have to continue to walk around here, which is not nearly as interesting as walking in a city.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

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What Day Is It?

January 20, 2023 at 9:29 am by Claudia

This morning.

I keep thinking it’s Saturday but it’s Friday. I have no idea what day it is!

It rained all day long yesterday. New York in the rain isn’t like in the movies; it can be a pain in the tush. Nevertheless, I slogged my way to rehearsal and back. It wasn’t as bad early in the day, but by the time I headed back to Port Authority, walking south, the rain was coming right at me and I was soaked. I used to do this sort of thing routinely when I lived in Philadelphia and Boston, so I got used to it (and I was decades younger, but we won’t mention that.)

I watched the first run-through of Act One, then after a quick lunch break, I worked one-on-one with 4 of the actors. My brain felt a bit foggy, just like the weather, but it went well. Today is a day back home and then I’m pretty sure I’ll be going back tomorrow for a run of either Act Two or the whole show. One more day next week – most likely to take notes on a run-through – and the job will be over. I’m very grateful I have a recovery day today. As it was, I left the house at 8:30 am and returned home at 8 pm. A long day. Darko, by the way, seems very happy with how the whole thing is going and that makes me happy.

Last week on one of my walks back to Port Authority, I purposely turned left on 47th St. between 9th and 10th, which is where Don was living during Margaritaville. Covid and lockdown were very hard on NYC, and so many restaurants and shops eventually had to close. They just couldn’t handle very few customers and the ridiculously high cost of rent in Manhattan. Sure enough, the little grocery store just across the street from Don’s apartment (lots of natural foods) is now a nail salon. Like Manhattan needs another nail salon. They’re everywhere. And the little Mexican restaurant that was right next to the entrance to Don’s building is no more. It’s something else entirely. Don really loved that little restaurant and ordered from them frequently. (He grew up in San Diego and he loves, loves, loves Mexican food.)

I’m just about to finish State of Terror. I’m less than thrilled with the inclusion of Three Pines in the last chapters. It’s a bit of a gimmick and one that Penny and Clinton didn’t need. It pulled me out of the story, which shouldn’t happen in the late stages of an already gripping thriller. It was self-indulgent. I suppose they were trying to meld the worlds of Clinton and Penny, but not every person who reads this book will have read Penny’s novels. As it was, I found it disappointing and it ticked me off.

Just my opinion, of course.

I need to read two more chapters of War and Peace today and find another book to read. There are plenty on my TBR pile, but it must be a paperback because I need something lightweight for my trips to the city.

Bless my husband who came to pick me up last night and had a nice hot dinner waiting when we got home. Eating at 9 pm is something we don’t do all that often!

Tomorrow, most likely no post. Back again on Sunday.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

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