But it’s important to me, because Jeff caught the fish I am eating.
I’m having smoked salmon pâté with Natural Pastures brie, sliced purple onion, on a very expensive toasted crostata bun. With a side of raw baby carrots and Assam/Darjeeling blend tea.
Jeff is vacuuming downstairs. I should probably do something about the kitchen floor since he’s being so enterprising.
Just got off the phone with Sandra; she had a reasonably good visit with Paul and she just got buzzed by three pileated woodpeckers, so there’s that. I hope the rest of his travels are safe and fair.
