Sounds heavenly, right? Enticing? But no.
I asked to taste the icing and it was dire. High notes of Crisco, with a finishing of red food coloring. Meh.
Vastly disappointing.
I took photos and moved on. The signage and the chair (Van Gogh, anyone?) almost made up for it.
Speaking of Van Gogh, I remember back in the 60's when Pops was working at the Menninger Foundation he brought home a guest for dinner. His name was Theodore Van Gogh, the great grandson of Vincent. Or great grand nephew? i don't remember. But he signed my autograph stuffed animal... it was a penguin. This was all the rage in the late 60's - you had a stuffed animal that you had people sign. i don't know what happened to it, but the memory is there.
Other famous people that Pops encountered? Margaret Mead.
Margaret Mead Aldous Huxley. (He regularly had lunch with AH in the Menninger cafeteria).
Konrad Lorenz - the god of ethnobiology (geese imprinting - remember? I adored his writing.
Anna Freud, Sigmund's daughter. And Truman Capote and Harper Lee. They showed up on our doorstep in Topeka with a psychiatrist who was interested in introducing them to Pops and he turned them away. This was while Truman was researching "In Cold Blood." What a ballsy guy my father is!
My father and mother had such an interesting and rich life. I am so grateful for all that they did for us. All that they introduced us to. The education I received from my father about how to read and handle beautiful books: "Wash your hands first. Make sure you turn the pages from the top right to the top left." Thank you, Pops!
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