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November 19 - December 3, 2012 Back in the saddle.

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458 Route 6A, Dennis Our farm grows amazing produce, including our award-winning tomatoes! People with disabilities work in all aspects of farm management, from planting seeds to packing produce.

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(Not so) fine print. Dinghy is published bi-weekly right here on Cape Cod, by a locally owned business. We believe in supporting local at every possible opportunity and think you should too. We’d love to hear your comments, story ideas, or submissions. Send ‘em to hey@thelittlemagazine.com. If you’re not of the digital persuasion, you can use the good ol’ USPS at P.O. Box 404 Cotuit, MA 02635. Although at that point you may as well just give us a call at(508) 348-9845. Can’t wait for the next issue? www.thelittlemagazine.com Or make it Facebook official: Facebook.com/dinghymagazine Contributing writers: Nicole Cormier, CJ Derrah Special Thanks: Ian Sullivan & Laurie Decost, Corrine Brandi, Marc Sunderland et al, Michael Pearson, the Impossible Project, Beth Marcus, Maria Silva, Heidi Pleso, Jason Warren and all of our readers.

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Wooden Sand Dollars. by CJ Derrah

It's almost the holiday season, and my stomach is growling. It's time to break the vows of carbohydrate celibacy. It’s time to treat Atkins, South Beach, and the Paleo Diet like the yuppie fads that they are. It’s time to forego restraint and seek out the dubious rewards that only bad habits can bring.

It's time to get fat. There’s nothing wrong with getting fat because getting fat is cyclical. Athletes slash the pounds as they gear up their training and look forward to watching the scale go in the opposite direction in the off-season. Models starve themselves to the breaking point of lucidity, then gorge after the camera stops clicking. When maybe-unfortunately-vice-president-by-the-time-you-read-this Paul Ryan claimed to keep his body fat in single digits all the time for its own sake, fitness experts dismissed him – getting so skinny and staying there eats away at muscle tissue and otherwise undermines general health, even for a marathoner/pseudo-mountaineer of his caliber. Our waistlines and all of the contents held within expand and contract with the seasons. Last year, over the summer, I dieted and dropped 20 pounds over the span of three months. (Wait for applause...) Suddenly, I could see my abs and I didn’t grow an extra chin when I looked at my shoes. Then November came. Then five pounds came. Then 10. You can pretty easily assume that by the middle of winter I was right back where I started. Still, I took solace knowing that there were still abs tucked underneath all that blubber. Somewhere. I actually haven’t found them since.

Getting fat means lots of land animals smoldering in a crock-pot, sandwiches that you can’t quite fit your mouth around, and cream cheese on more breakfast items than might be appropriate. But getting fat also means getting together – vacuuming, dusting, getting out the good china and cloth napkins and folding them with indecipherable geometry and stuffing bread crumbs into a turkey's butt in anticipation of company. It means gathering around a table with new generations of little screamers and older generations of people who don’t hear them so good anymore. Getting fat doesn’t necessarily mean eating anything too toxic – just many more thousands of calories than usual. It means big platefuls of dark meat and satellite platefuls of stuffing, Eastham turnips with butter and not much else, and potatoes topped with stuff that bubbles before it congeals. It means drinking beer, sharing stories and, more importantly, absorbing them. It means watching adults suddenly revert to toddler-dom when someone slices up pie and cake and ice cream and put it on their plates and their eyes go wide. It means making room for seconds. I used to work for a guy who said after everyone in his family finished eating Thanksgiving dinner, they'd all get up and walk a couple of laps around the house, come back to their plates, and shovel another serving into their mouths. I cannot think of a simpler, more efficient way to get fat. Getting fat means hollow promises to never get fat again, knowing that breaking them is as much a part of the routine as making them in the first place. Getting fat means writing off the gym until New Year’s, then writing it off again in January because the parking lot is packed. Besides, you’re getting hungry. So it's time to open up to all of the bad habits because the good ones are trailing closely behind. The skinny cycle must come to an end. It’s time to get fat, so make room for seconds.

Good Vibrations: Alicia Mathewson

Photos by James Joiner

Tell us a bit about yourself... Where are you from, what do you do and why do you do it? I grew up on Cape Cod and graduated in 1988 from Barnstable High. After college in Vermont, I lived, created, and worked in NYC for 12 years. I got an MFA in Musical Theater Writing from NYU Tisch and wrote and produced my own musical Love According to Luc in 2004, off-broadway. It was a major dream come true and totally exhausting. In 2009 I returned to solo songwriting and released Winds of Sinai, inspired by a trip to Egypt, my new found yoga practice, and as a way of honoring the passing of my Mother in 2007. It was my mom’s journey with cancer and the end of her life that really brought me back to the Cape. I was traveling back and forth from NY to be with her and started to feel like Cape Cod was shifting and that I could do all the things I love here. It was almost like her last gift to me. Total grace. After I left NY, I did a short stint in the Middle East (Cairo, and Beirut) teaching music, which was extraordinary and often quite challenging. I returned for good in 2011 to the Cape and founded Sounding Still Wellness which offers music education, sound & energy healing, and spiritual tools for well-being. One of its first big projects was releasing this new CD 2012: Isn’t it Amazing? on March 22, 2012 (http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/aliciamathewson) The fun thing was working with so many local businesses - I recorded with Bruce Maclean in Orleans. Rebecca Brown took my photos and Dina Lyons did the design. We had a private release party at the Cape Cod Chat House which was webcast internationally. It really feels awesome to be doing such high quality work with all local businesses - I am truly grateful for that. What got you into music, and what brought you to tie that together with yoga? I started making music very young - I did Orff at Cape Cod Conservatory actually and then ended up taking violin at age 4. I continued on in violin and than at age 10 begged my mom to buy me an electric guitar. God bless her, she did. I had been writing lyrics in a journal since I

was 8 and always wrote songs as a way of processing my experience and usually speaking out about some injustice I witnessed. After being an activist and spending a lot of energy fighting against injustice, yoga and a deeper spiritual practice evolved. I acknowledged that my inner peace is what creates outer peace and that though it may be cliche, if you want something to change, its best to change yourself. That’s my intention now when I create music. After practicing yoga and then studying Energy Healing with an Irish Based Teacher, Derek O’Neill, my music began to transform and the vibration of my voice and songs worked better and better inside a yoga class and as a transformative healing. This is what inspired me to found Sounding Still wellness. I am still doing the singer/songwriter thing but SSW allows me to integrate all of what I’ve learned over the years as a singer, creator, teacher, and healer What inspires your songwriting? My personal experience - often of relationships or nature or meditation. I usually start with something that I am struggling with and often use the song to help transform myself or the uncomfortable feeling or experience. Movies and poetry also inspire me. Sometimes I just right silly funny songs - though I haven’t been doing that much lately. I should probably do some more of that. (Laughs) Do you do anything else besides music? I teach music to early childhood ages and also have private students for voice and guitar. Through Sounding Still Wellness I facilitate an energy healing modality called The Rising Star. It’s similar to Reiki though often more powerful. I learned about and studied this energy healing with Derek O’Neill who is based in Ireland and has a retreat center that I visit often (www.sq-retreats.com). How do you feel living on the Cape and the lifestyle here influences your work?

The nature is number one. The light, the beach, the ocean. The change of seasons. Sweet September on my latest album is inspired directly from being back on the Cape for September after 15 years away. It’s such a magical month to me. Three of your favorite songs and why... That’s such a hard question. Let it Be - because it’s so simple and so moving - I have taught that song to kids all over the world Lots of Joni Mitchell songs - but “case of you” is up there that new song by Jason Mraz - I won’t give up” is absolutely beautiful. such a high vibration - the kind of song I wish I wrote. Last words for the readers? One exciting thing coming up for me is being included on a sampler CD by a California based company GO DIY which will release at the beginning of the new year. They found me off reverbnation and my song Sitting Alone (track 2 on 2012: Isn’t it Amazing?) will be included with about 20 other artists from the Northeast and shopped to over 500 contacts in the music biz. I am secretly hoping I get placed on Grey’s Anatomy. I am also doing a solstice and end of the Mayan calendar year concert/event at the Chat House on December 21. I will have just returned from retreat in Ireland and it should be really special.

Kathleen Kadlik of Fromage a Trois battles her bounty. Photo James Joiner

Paul Pronovost sends a Halloween lantern skyward. Photo James Joiner

Pre-Frankenstorm stroll in Cotuit. Photo James Joiner

Treasure hunting after the storm. Photo James Joiner

A model airplane enthusiast takes a page from the Red Baron’s playbook and comes out of the sun. Photo James Joiner

The Young At Heart choir performing a Cape Abilities benefit in Hyannis. Photo James Joiner



It’s almost 11am. So far I have eaten breakfast, seen my daughter off on the bus, walked the dogs, had a snack (cheese), checked email, Facebook-stalked people I don’t know and judged them mercilessly, had a snack (dry Cheerios), responded to emails, sent a few half-hearted text messages, perused the far backs of the kitchen cupboards for exotic, long since forgotten snacks, eaten some suspect Halloween candy (this year’s? Probably not, too far back behind the more obscure “healthy” cereals), fed rest of said candy to the dogs after attempting to make them do tricks (shake, lay down – successful. Roll over, play dead, not so much) surfed Twitter, realized that most people don’t have anything interesting to say at 140 characters or less, but wondered how they manage to get those cartoon symbols to show up, looked for clean clothes, settled on a mash up of yesterday’s classics and todays hit’s, contemplated my facial features for a little too long in the bathroom mirror, cruised the kitchen for another snack, showered, dressed, checked Facebook – someone is taking pictures of their brunch, another person has some passive aggressive venting to do, someone else won a magic squash in a Scrabble game that somehow involves farmers and wizards – made lunch (prosciutto, goat cheese and potato bread sandwich with olives), realized it’s too early for lunch, secretly became excited for a second lunch in about an hour, checked Twitter again (humble brags, complaints, political stuff, celebrity gossip re-tweets), imported photos from yesterday’s shoot, started to edit them but instead got sidetracked in Photoshop turning people into sea creatures, started to post sea creatures on Facebook, pondered professional ethics, aborted Facebook posting, boiled

water for tea, ate a banana, well, half a banana, other half sacrificed to trying to make one of the dogs walk on his hind legs (unsuccessful), made tea, burned my mouth trying to drink it too hot, went to get ice cube for it but discovered after several increasingly dramatic and frustrating minutes that I had forgotten to put the tray away the night before and the cubes had reverted to shallow pools, pondered the fate of the fruit fly that was apparently backstroking his way in concentric circles in one of the pools, decided to rescue the fruit fly but in doing so clumsily maimed it, leaving it little more than a winged and twitching smear, acted mercifully and decisively in ceasing it’s suffering, sat down to write about slight feelings of guilt this has stirred, talked to my wife on the phone, explained that no, I haven’t run the errands she needed me to do, I’ve been way too busy, bickered a bit about this, decided to prove just how much I have had to do this morning by writing about that instead of nowforgotten feelings of insect-demise influenced remorse, grabbed a snack (fudge and espresso brownie, to keep energy up), typed part of this out, reread it several times, realized I need better time-management skills, surfed Facebook, drank a glass of water, contemplated walking the desperate-seeming dogs, scratched that idea based on inclement weather and a missing rain boot, written some more of what you’re reading now, texted a sweet apology to my wife (I love you honey), tweeted an attempted humorous statement about my lack of organization, deleted it, decided to go and run errands, checked Facebook for lunch specials at some favorite spots, looked everywhere for my wallet until finding it in my pocket, updated this piece, realized that it’s now deadline and I have to submit this whether I like it or not, deleted half of it while trying to clean letter R on my keyboard which was sticky with what I think (hope) was brownie residue, salvaged deleted type, searched hard for a clever and funny ending, given up on that concept, and just simply ended it.

Taste by Nicole Cormier, RD, LDN

Almond Date Balls. By far the EASIEST and most tasty treat to come by! These are great to serve for parties to kick the cravings of other sweet treats offered. I like them best after dinner for a nice little treat in place of my craving for cookies or sweets. Ingredients: 1 ½ cups dry almonds (replace or mix 1/2 with whatever nut you like) 1 ½ cup dates 1 teaspoon almond/vanilla extract ½ cups dried cherries or raisins (optional) Sesame seeds/coconut (optional to roll balls in after) In a food processor outfitted with an “S” blade, or a heavy duty blender, process almonds until coarsely ground. Add the dates and extract and process until mixture sticks together. Add the cherries or raisins and pulse to mix. Form the mixture into tablespoon size balls and optional to roll in sesame seeds/powdered almonds/coconut etc.

Afterthoughts. Shooting the photo for each issue’s Osterville Village Café ad is always a high point of content-gathering for me. I usually wait until the last possible minute, when the deadline is mere hours away and I’m hurrying to make sure that I have everything in place, and then jump in the truck and head over to the Café to get the shot. Inside it’s always an oasis in whatever storm life is raging. Calm, comfortable, friendly. Everyone on the line of stools at the bar makes eye contact and nods or says hello, even if they don’t know you. It’s welcoming, something a café should be. There’s no pretension here. The ever-present owner / chef, Jason Warren, will always whip up something amazing for me to photograph. In this shot he’s caramelizing bananas for the French toast that appears in his ad. I can still remember the smell as they cooked, and it’s making me check my watch to see if I have time to run over there now for a second helping. The best part? He always makes me eat whatever I shoot.

photo James Joiner

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Dinghy Issue 20 November 17 - December 3  

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