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    When the Back Doorbell Rings

    So, Herman and I were sitting with his poker buddies one Friday night when we hear a doorbell. Herman looks confused, because everyone who was supposed to come for poker was already there. And we couldn’t see anyone at the front or side door. Thinking quickly, Herman walks to the back door.

    Low and behold, there was our neighbor Felicia Viscosi bearing gifts. Felicia is a wonderful cook, and fortunately for us, she usually makes too much for her family. Once again, she was at our door with “fresh leftovers” which means it was just cooked, but more than they could eat. She had angel hair pasta in a butter and garlic sauce topped with shrimp. She also had some of her famous Italian sesame cookies for desert.

    We have been the recipient of many such meals from Felicia. One night a couple of weeks ago, she sent her son over the backyards separating our houses with death-by-chocolate cake. A piece for each of us, and let me tell you, they didn’t last long.

    Now, Herman and I have each been trying to be good about eating, but when such gifts come unbidden, what can you do? She is such a good cook that you would think she has always been this proficient at cooking. But there is a story Felicia’s husband, John, tells about when they were first married.

    Apparently, when they were first wed, Felicia hadn’t much experience cooking. She put her first meal together, and it was somewhat of a disaster. So John enlisted his Mom’s help with teaching the art of fine cooking. She must have had great success and Felicia must have been a great pupil, because we’ve never had a bad “leftover” from her.

    When Herman and I first moved here, John told us he had been interested in the property and nearly wound up with it. We’re so glad he didn’t, because we not only have a great view of the lake, beach at our front door and beautiful sunsets over the water and mountains every night, we also have a constant supply of great meals and leftovers from his wife.

    So, thank you Felicia for ringing our back door with your wonderful cuisine. You can come by anytime!

    Kathryn Spira, a native of Cleveland who pursued an acting career in NYC and Los Angeles, now pursues free lance writing from Caroga Lake in Fulton County. Previous columns may be accessed at her web site www.kathrynskorner.com