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?
Saturday, February 23, 2008
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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.
ReplyDeleteWe had store bought croissant pizza roll ups. With turkey and greens. At Rich's request, they are a quick and yummy fix.
ReplyDeleteI feel like half of my childhood was eating potatoes ( we are Irish). I love them.
Cool to see your blog. I have one too at this address:
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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.