Saturday, February 23, 2008

Sula is a tricky little bit of lit

Well. I'm working on a paper about Toni Morrison's second book, Sula. Let's just say it's kicking my smarty-pants behind. Enough of that.

In the meantime, I am baking potatoes in the oven, and I've just this moment realized how formative the scent of baking potatoes was in my childhood. Tonight Josh and I will eat them, like we did then, with sour cream and salt and pepper, and a salad drenched in Italian dressing. Which means, of course, that I have an excuse to leave Sula for a while and wash some lettuce.

What is your dinner tonight?


  1. Interestingly enough, I have potato wedges in the oven right now. Not sure what else will be a part of our dinner - we desperately need to go grocery shopping.

  2. We had store bought croissant pizza roll ups. With turkey and greens. At Rich's request, they are a quick and yummy fix.

    I feel like half of my childhood was eating potatoes ( we are Irish). I love them.

  3. Cool to see your blog. I have one too at this address:

    If you want, I'll add you to my bloglist and you can add me to yours. Also, I am very sorry that you have to read Sula. I hope things are going well in Chicago. I miss the coffee and tea parties we all had as a group in your charming apartment with your charming husband.