It would be nice to have a restaurant named after me. And have my portrait gracing the entryway, but it is not my lot to preside over a festive eatery.
Tonight the keeper was a little late coming home. I understand it was a post funeral reception dinner at Talulah's. (see above)
Kale and ricotta gnude.
Nothing came home with my name on it, though. I had the usual stuff out of a can.
Nothing came home with my name on it, though. I had the usual stuff out of a can.
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