Why a toaster oven? Duncan Blitz split three hunks of cornbread, buttered them, and slid them in the toaster oven. DING! browned and melted, one for him, two for Eric, who was just waking up. Hot coffee, strawberry kiwi yoplait, and toast with gruyere slices and marmalade. Did you invent this, Dad? I don't know, said Dunc. I like it for breakfast, but I bet English people eat the same thing, but with cold toast. Eric: Why do English people eat bad food? Duncan: Because they come from an island where not much grows, and they're Puritans?
Hey, do you want to go out to lunch, or should I pack you something for the bus?
Let's stay here, said Eric.
Duncan made two tuna sandwiches on white, with lettuce, no onion unless Eric would chop it. Milano double chocolate cookies, gummy worms, Utz pretzel sticks, snack pack tropical fruit, mandarin slices. a bottle of ginger beer.
Two great days together. Duncan tried to remember, there was something he meant to tell his son. Witch hazel wipes: "By the way, I don't have hemorrhoids. in case you were wondering. sorry if it's TMI." "That's ok dad. they're not just for hemorrhoids."
and thanks, Duncan said, but not out loud, for showing me your tatoo.
DINNER AT BUSBOYS AND POETS:
catfish dinner, collard greens, sam adams seasonal brew
pizza: fresh tomato, mozarella and basil, garden salad
ORDER-IN DINNER, THE INDIAN PLACE THAT LEFT A FLIER UNDER THE DOOR:
chicken tikka
lamb biryani
samosas
nan
drinks from the fridge
calories: 2025
hanging out together: priceless
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