Nov. 20th, 2020 at 10:49 PM
This wasn't quite what I had in mind when we left New Orleans.
Group costumes are on the table. I have pictures from last year.
I hate to ask, because it seems like you have a lot going on. But, do you happen to have a spare inhaler?
There are bread steaks and tomatoes in the kitchen. It's plain but hearty - my father was a sailor not a chef. In any case, I made far more than I can eat alone.
We have confirmation, I gather?
It's a bit spur of the moment, but we're having something of an impromptu brunch, if you would care to join.