"What is the meaning of life?" asked Duncan Blitz.
"You should try to make the world a better place," said his guru, coffee mug in hand. "Would you like another piece of pie?"
"No thanks Mom," said Duncan. "I don't have room."
Duncan contemplated his mother's strong gaze, crazy hair, Western boots, New York jeans. "I gotta get going," he said.
"I'll walk you," said mom, stopping in the mud room for her coat. She looked at the sky and gave Duncan a hug. "I love you." "I love you too."
When his did wood-splitting, hay tossing, culvert clearing, truck driving mommie become small? Duncan Blitz watched her grab a few sticks of firewood and hop inside before he reached the paved road.
BRUNCH WITH MOM:
french toast with real butter and maple syrup
OJ, from da juicer
2 eggs sunnyside up, with salsa and black beans, sliced avocado, corn tortillas
why-a-duck sausage
grapefruit and kumquat slices
cafe au lait
apple pie
chocolate chip cookies for the road.
why a link: duck sausage recipe
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