Hello. It’s been a while. My hollow legs have been busy. Somewhat. Mostly going between the fridge-stove-counter. But also scrambling up mountains, squatting to look at worms committing suicide on sidewalks, crossing in various patterns while sitting on coffee shop chairs. The brain sitting somewhere above the hollow legs has been busy too, reading cookbooks, imagining …
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a stack of crepes.
In another life, I spent a summer waitressing at a crepe restaurant in cottage country. This was a year or so after a crepe restaurant would open up on a very busy intersection in the city I grew up in, and a few years before I would move to a city where yet another crepe …
summer afternoon snack.
An afternoon snack: beer and orange slices.