The sun shone. The sky was blue. We ate soup for tea and shared the last two of a batch of pies that I'd made up from leftover stew.
The fridge is empty.
I've rediscovered cooking. This makes me very happy.
Doesn’t Everyone Have A Pillows-In-Waiting Closet, Or, Saturday Morning at
9:10am
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My living room used to look like this, You see that red Sarouk? Bought
1979, from a Brooklyn rug dealer familiar to a colleague of mine who knew
the tra...
4 days ago
