About me



 People ask me about the name of my blog and the Radish part.  I used radishes because they are visual attractive, round and red. And when old, they are old a little caustic and biting.   Sometimes that is me

 I live in Northeastern Florida, and I moved here from Puget Sound of Washington.   My subject matter is always in flux.  I go through different crazes and my blog goes with me.  I enjoy food, photography, I love my family, and I am creative always.  I write about life.   Lately I have included some politics and religion.   


June 24, 2015/Surprise


If you have a lot of time on your hands today, go to  I will not tell you what it is, but it is so fun and does a lot of what photoshop and Lightroom programs by Adobe do.  They must be hemoraging.

This photo was not done in Canva.   


June 23, 2015/ Sisters


My sister is coming tomorrow and I am giddy with excitement.  It is great to have your sister come, but it is even better if her husband comes to entertain my husband.  It annoys Mr. Radish to have to share, but if he has a buddy then all is great.  Aside from my children and grandchildren, she is the only relative that I have from my family.  I do have a brother, but I am divorced.  

I am older, and I do not know, if it is because of that we can say absolutely rude things to each other, things that I would never say to other people even your daughters.  An example: You need a hair cut, or it is time to stop wearing brown lipstick.  Those are made up, well not the brown lipstick, but that was after she lived in Italy.  If we are in a store together,  the sales people must think we are terrible.  But now there are no sales people unless you are at Nordstroms, so it will not matter.  

Once our great aunt sent us $1000.00 dollars out of the blue.  She intended us to spend it on ourselves.  Mr. Radish and I were always in debt, so my money was never mine alone.  But this particular time,  my sister and I were at the Stanford Hospital with our mother, and she was expected to die that day or the next.  We had been there for days.  This one afternoon we took our money and went to I Magnins there at the Stanford shopping center.  We each bought a stylish grey dress for the funeral and red shoes.  Both shoes were very expensive, but we loved our red shoes and wore them for years. My pair the sole was literally cracked and I would not throw them away.  

I am hoping that my sister and I can have another great shopping experience together.  Only your sister will tell you exactly what they think about what you try on.  And if we buy nothing else, we will come home with a lipstick: more brownish for her, and coral for me.  With sisters, not much changes.   


June 20, 2015/Come on Bourbon


Bourbon is currently fascinating me.  Off and on I would get a Manhattan preference.  I drank Jim Beam and had cheap sweet vermouth.  Little did I know there was a nuance. In recent years I drank scotch, with a naughty martini as a change. After I moved to Florida, scotch seemed too heavy and especially when it warmed up. Some one pointed out Mount Gay rum and it makes delicious rum and tonics.  

What got me on the bourbon kick was reading the cookbook Heritage which had a section on cocktails and especially bourbon.  It is so very American; we are the only country who makes it.  Bourbon was out of fashion for many years here in the United States. But it is our native drink. Small little distilleries are starting up again.   

Above is a restaurant, Ice Plant,  that I went to in St. Augustine,Florida, and it is situated inside a distillery.  Currently the distillery makes vodka and gin, and I have yet to taste them.  In about two years a bourbon will be ready.  Currently I am drinking Buffalo Trace bourbon, and it is considered quality sipping whiskey.  And my brandied cherries are soaking as I write.  Look out winter, it could be manhattans time.  


June 17, 2015/ handwriting plus

First I forgot to say in the Instagram post that you should never put something on any social media with a picture of you while you are at a place.  Wait until you leave.  Actually do not put any picture up until you have left the place.  

Second, I heard the other day how Twitter comments can go viral. Some people have the ability to create a algorithm that can send a comment to a million places. The really down side of this is that you think all these people are thinking the same way, and you are the only idiot who does not think this way.  

Third,  Most news these days is all the same.  It does not matter what your read, the same story is printed,or televised. This makes you, the viewer, think all these reporters went out and found this story.  And believe it or not, everyone came up with the same decision.  You say to yourself, if this many people are finding this to be true, maybe I should look into this.  Algorithms can create this.  I do not know how to do this myself, because I can not write code.  But likely some how something like "Hillary" is part of the code if the newspapers/ tv stations want to know what is going on with Hilary. Same with Obama, Donald Trump, rioting in Brooklyn.  Mass delusion is created.  If you like what is being printed etc. you feel validated, but if you feel not so good about all of the same stories, you can feel isolated.  


June 15, 2015

You may remember I am taking a class on type from Ali Edwards.  This weeks lesson is on using your own handwriting.  I have fallen away from doing it in recent years.  The reason for using the computer instead of my hand is that I am way more accurate in grammar and spelling. I do not like all the scratch outs scribbles to fit in a letter or a word.  So I totally understand typed notes.  I do think I am old enough to send an email even for something personal.  

But handwriting is a way of making your mark.  And according to Ali you should embrace your handwriting.  I can tell you that when I see my mother's handwriting on recipes, I almost weep.  And the odd thing is that my handwriting has grown more like hers.  I am more flamboyant that she ever was, but you can see our natural strokes.  My handwriting had a lot of help from a year at Catholic girls school.  Penmanship was big there.  Today I was reading on handwriting about the difference in quality of handwriting and that generally bad handwriting is done because all the work is done with the fingers. Better handwriting is done with more of the whole hand and perhaps the muscles in the shoulder are used.  But even if you think you  have bad handwriting. . .  accept it .  Use it more.  Use your palm.  And needless to say practice.  I am going back to to-do lists and grocery list in handwriting and today I have bought a few new pens for help. One of my goals is to be able to use my handwriting on post cards.  I am making a lot of effort to be personal these days.  

Just think 100 years from now, some one may love my handwritten todo list and buy it for $500,000.00.