October in Michigan

It's been four years since I went "home" for a visit, and something like eighteen years since I was in Michigan in October. The trees were just beginning to turn, not as spectacular as I would have hoped for, but the weather was wonderfully cool and crisp. (Except for Monday when we arrived. It was hotter in Detroit than it was in Phoenix. But only for the one day.) It was good to move back into "my bedroom" again for the week, and equally good to stuff myself with my mom's cooking and all sorts of Polish and Michigan goodies. (Kruschiki, anyone? Kishka? Pierogi? Or some fresh lake perch? Did anyone hear the rumor that I am particularly fond of frog's legs, something which my children cannot fathom?) Fortunately the couple pounds I put on came off quickly once I came home.

4 Comments:
Beauty in the post for sure. Making me hungry too! Mmmmmmmm ethnic cooking. The best.
What a lovely, lovely trip! Yes, you Can go home again.
Sounds like a lovely get away from your too busy life!
Oh, don't ever feel guilty about vacation eating. Sounds heavenly.
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