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Dawn E. Bell

Dawn E. Bell
Monte Rio, California, USA
November 09
Earning My Daily Bread, Literally
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Living in West Sonoma County is a little bit like the wild west. People make their own rules and involve the government as little as possible. My partner and I have been here seven years and in that time we have both started new careers, lost our home and found new ways of living in one of the most beautiful places in the world. I write about baking (my new career), scenery, politics, and several things that just generally piss me off or elate me. I'm sarcastic, abrasive and highly verbal and too many opinions. What fun!


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JANUARY 20, 2012 4:00PM

A True Forty-Niner Fan and Some Really Old Pasta

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This is one of those fan stories that is almost not to be believed.  I'm sharing it because the topic coincides with the mass ecstasy over the upcoming playoff game.   This then concerns football but more specifically, it concerns the Superbowl and, more precisely still, the chance that the San Francisco Forty-Niners may play in that upcoming contest.  This Sunday's game will decide their fate, and more importantly, at least to me, it will also decide the fate of the seventeen-year-old pasta in my cupboard.  

pasta bag

Back in 1994, the Niners played against and the San Diego Chargers in Superbowl XXIX and won in a 49 to 26 upset.  This, one would think, would be enough for any ardent Forty Niner fan to enjoy.  The biggest game of the year to be won by your team should calm the passionate fires that had been burning all the weeks leading up to this event.  But there are some who need a talisman or two to carry them through to the next Superbowl faced by their team;  no matter how far in the future that may be and these can take many forms.  In this case it is a bag of pasta that was given to my mate by her sister after the 1994 win.   She's been toting it around ever since and now, basking in the promised light of this playoff win, the pasta has been rescued from the back of a cupboard and is seeing the light of day after seventeen years of darkness.  I guess the same could be said of the actual team, too.  

pasta mix

Since 1971 when her father took her to her very first professional football game, Cath has been completly in love with the San Francisco Forty-Niners.  She has never wavered in her belief in them, never leaned any any other direction than that of Candlestick Park and her boys in red and gold.  Seventeen years have stretched between the 1994 Superbowl game to the 2012 game.  Seventeen long years that a package of novelty pasta has been stored in my beloved's cupboard.  

Its fate unknown until the upcoming playoff game.    

This Sunday the pasta will share center stage with  a box full of  other "charms" that have been collected over the past forty years.  All will festoon our living room where their collected juju will be focused on the televised game.  

If the Niners do indeed win, should I cook this stuff or bronze it?  Any  suggestions would be appreciated. Meanwhile.....

Go Niners!


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Now THAT is faith! I love the Niners, too. My fingers are crossed.