Our new candelabra
We were wanting one of those old fashion silver candelabras – the ornate kind – but when I went on Ebay, I saw that they were horribly expensive. So I began searching for a silverplate one – again couldn’t find what we were looking for. We went to the French Quarter today to walk around and have a noon beer. I was feeling slightly peaked and T was shaking off her week away up north.
As we walked we talked about different things – maybe getting a dragon tattoo instead of rings, looking for the right candelabra, and about mom. The mom talk was so heavy that we kept going back to the tattoo conversation and trying to figure out where each of us would place it.
Then we happened upon a Judaica store on Royal Street. I had just been telling T that the best sites online for silver were the Judaica ones. There were beautiful menorahs in the window made of sterling silver, one meter high one, one made out of filigree, and so we went in. Behind the counter we spied an ivory menorah, antique, from Morocco with dragon/horse like figures carved into the base.
In one moment we tied together the themes of the day in one large bow and sitting at our table this afternoon, eating our red beans and rice (after all it is Monday in New Orleans and you must be eating red beans), we lit our candelabra and were content.