Monday, January 7, 2008
I admit, I'm usually a light crust person. (Yeah, I know, I'm an uncivilized barbarian.) But even I could appreciate this crust, which was crispy and thin.
(Click on the photo to see a few more photos of it on my flickr page.)
Now my Mister is out picking up some food to make dinner. The No Reservations re-runs turned out to be a marathon in honor of a new episode airing tonight, so Tony's still on the TV. I laughed out loud when he was being fed a mystery meat in Vietnam, and his host - at a loss for the proper translation- called it squeezle. Turned out to be a porcupine. But I'll always think of them as squeezles now.
So I'm resting. There's a 14 lb cat on my feet. I'm starting to feel better.