Anyone remember clippings? When friends or relatives saw something in a magazine or the newspaper—an article, a recipe, a letter in Dear Abby—they would cut it out and send it to you, perhaps with a little note attached: “Thought you’d get a kick out of this,” or, “Wouldn’t the kids love these cookies?” Or maybe the article would prove you were wrong, or right, regarding whatever you’d been arguing about last time you got together. “See?” the note might say.
My father-in-law subscribed to several newspapers, which he read religiously every day. If he found something amusing, or thought-provoking, or provocative, he’d clip it and send it to the party he thought would appreciate it most. When my kids went off to summer camp, he’d write them several times a week, and stick in the box scores, or a cartoon, or maybe an article that was in three columns, continued on a back page—long flimsy strips that he would staple together. He continued the practice when they went off to college.
|No kidding, this looks delicious|
The other day I found an interesting-sounding recipe for matzo kugel in the San Francisco Chronicle. I know my daughter is going to a Seder this year, and I thought she might like to try making this dried fruit and matzo variation of the traditional. It seemed right up her alley. So, savvy mom that I am, I took out my iPhone, searched on sfgate.com for the recipe and emailed it to her on the spot. I even typed a short note in that box that allows you to add a personal message. I texted her about it as a follow-up. (What a noodge!) But she says it looks good and she may try to make it.
|Your results may vary|
I’m not clipping, but I am clicking—and it amounts to the same thing.
Here, I thought you’d get a kick out of this: