Spent the day listening to Van Morrison’s Astral Weeks over and over. (The way young lovers do, eh?)
Astral Weeks was the first album Jeff gave me – a cassette, that’s how long ago it was: 1985, in the exhilarating early days of our fresh new love that had distilled and deepened so slowly and richly from long and easy friendship.
I was unfamiliar with the music at the time, didn’t know it is often listed as one of the best records of all time, didn’t know people spoke of it in…Continue
[ Today, August 20 2011, is two years since Jeff's "memorial gathering". ]
It wasn’t a funeral. It was a party. He would’ve loved it, and been in his element, surrounded by friends and family, food and memorabilia. Our dear friends Mary and Eddie offered us their restaurant, Pepperclub – home of my very first wholesale account, way back in 1988, and where little Anna helped Jeff deliver strawberry rhubarb and bourbon pecan pies, mocha hazelnut dacquoise, carrot cake, lemon cheescake,…Continue