Two things which MUST be mentioned: If she ever wins the lottery, my apartment mate intends to have lots of massages and butter-poached lobster. which will probably necessitate liposuction every month. And two: there are lots of delicious looking things in the refrigerator at present; our downstairs neighbor is too kind.
Our downstairs neighbor doesn't know that my doctor wants my cholesterol to go way down, and that I should also lay off the sugar. Which I am willing to do, have no problem with in fact, and left to my own devices I can avoid cookies, cheesecake, lobster, butter cookes, crème brûlée, brie, Béarnaise sauce, steak-frites, gehakte leber, Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte, strudel, all manner of shellfish .....
Pizza too. I can avoid pizza.
Our downstairs neighbor is a very nice person.
Cantonese, like my apartment mate.
The landlady.
There appear to be delicious creamy pastries in there.
It's a festive long weekend.
==========================================================================
NOTE: Readers may contact me directly:
LETTER BOX.
All correspondence will be kept in confidence.
==========================================================================
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
KINDLY SHUT UP
If you were travelling, you rather looked forward to the easy camaraderie and hubbub of the cafe on the platform, where you'd settle dow...
No comments:
Post a Comment