Friday, November 05, 2004

What to say to the fooleybear?

Blank; Blank; Blank! Sometimes what we want is to do, not talk. Apples from the dacha: what is better, to take pictures or eat? Pancakes do I describe their warm, thick richness or do I cook some? The answer is I have just gotten out two skillets and they are warming on the stove. The kitchen smells of kefir, flour, butter and eggs. Hot butter and metal are begining to do a duet that syncopates the other cool, sweet smells. The batter is expanding in the mixing bowl. The urgency of fresh batter is undenyable! No time to blog right now!

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