It looked like a scene from a Dagwood and Blondie comic–me sprawled under my kitchen sink trying to replace the faucet. The soundtrack was more like the Dad in “A Christmas Story,” however. I emerged triumphant from my battle with the beast, however.
I also did some cooking today. I have learned that indeed you must use a well-seasoned cast iron skillet to make decent corn bread, heating the skillet before putting in the batter (Franklin is no doubt nodding his head vigorously).
We watched the 1999 Meryl Streep film, Music of the Heart, this afternoon. None of us had ever seen it. It’s the true story of Roberta Guaspari, founder of the Harlem School of Music. I was curious and went to Google, found the webpage of the school, and was surprised to see on their faculty page, listed right after Guaspari, the name of Lynelle Smith–she was one of our classmates at Atlantic Union College, and is now Master Teacher and Head of the String Department.