A Lush Life

Richard Price wrote Lush Life. For some reason, I told Karen that I didn't want to read it. Silly me. Since it was nominated for some awards, I realized that it might be good, so I did read it. He is such a good writer. This is about a crime committed in lower Manhattan. The crime is the there, but NYNY and the neighborhood are the center. Price and the reader have a good ear for the sounds of the city. And Price caresses that part of the city. Enjoyable.

Speaking of Karen, she and Peter came out to this coast to see the same Cezanne exhibit that Eric and I went to last month. It was wonderful to see them. Karen and I chat almost every day. It's strange to talk with her, face to face. I could almost feel my finger thrumbing because they should be busy when we are communicating. They liked the exhibit and had a good time driving through much of Virginia after the time in Philadelphia.

The Cardinal is the state bird of Virginia. I felt they might be too rare for me to see one. But on K&P's first night here, we saw one as we were eating dinner. It was a fun dinner anyway. This made it almost magical. The food was good, but we had so much fun after. We all wanted dessert. All of a sudden, Cindy and I were pulling chocolate, marcona almonds and cookies out of hidden places. Eric will polish off anything left open and regret it later, so we hide. Hidden treasures and lots of wine made us giddy and chatty. Good evening. Actually, that seems more like a lush life.