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There’s rosemary too, also dill and tiny tomatoes, mostly yellow, remaining in the garden. Ginger boiled in water overpowers a case of indigestion from who nows what. August’s come and gone, September brings that beguiling light, Virgo birthdays, visitors from England who’ve never been to America before. ELEPHANT IN THE LIVING ROOM trembles on a thin knife-edge as its publication date approaches.  Author’s photos (below, Alison Leslie Gold and Peaches the dog, left, Darin Elliott with an anonymous Greek kitten, right,) are meant to be in keeping with the tone of the book which is told by a lost rescue dog named Beckett and includes a parrot, a rabbit, three love-starved dobermans.


Author Alison Leslie Gold.   Darin Elliott



At 10:30 the other morning a gardening foot-soldier (Gail) and I solemnly visited the garden patch and clipped the sad eggplant from its tough stem. There wasn’t a scream or a squeal or even a sigh. Later, taking a break from prep for the pending publication of ELEPHANT IN THE LIVING ROOM, a sharpened knife sliced, deft fingers salted, sautéed, sprinkled our small harvest with Italian grated cheese, and, in the blink of an eye, all was consumed.  There gustatory groans even though the taste was slightly bitter, the skin tough as it had probably been left too long on the vine.  Because Anna, ETS’s CEO, was lying on a beach in eastern Long Island instead, photos were taken and will soon follow.

waiting to harvest the eggplant

My niece loves eggplant. We’ve started an Eggplant Tasters Society.  She’s a professor, a scholar and a bon vivant, floating around all those galaxies while I, sweat soaked author, am fiddling with minutia in preparation for the coming publication of my co-written (with Darin Elliott) new book for ages 10 – 13 — ELEPHANT IN THE LIVING ROOM  — to be published by Oneiro Press in the UK. (Fortunately, it will also be available in the US and elsewhere around the world on amazing Amazon so no need to fly to London to acquire it.) Meanwhile, I’d acquired a small plot in a communal garden in Manhattan, so my niece, Anna, and I, CEO and CFO of the ETS, planted an eggplant plant in it and have subsequently studied the growth of a single tear-shaped, slightly sad, eggplant about the size of a child’s bicycle seat, that I am about to harvest. Then we shall decide where and how to eat it.