Of course, as soon as the sun's movement convinced me that enough time had gone by, and the problem had not miraculously fixed itself, I decided I needed an Apple (store). That's where I spent two hours today, Reader Dear. I didn't encounter anyone uttering obscenities or slamming around cookware, but I did get some folks scratching their heads, biting their nails, running to talk to the store manager.
And here's the big question--have I gotten any satisfaction? Do I get to take off these fig leaves and don some chemically-dyed, wrinkle-free, thoroughly modern clothing?! Do I get to continue on with my story of the Amish hosts and the International Chefs...
Ah, ha, Viewer Dear!
The chefs are rising to introduce themselves......
(I'm scrambling around readying the next course...back soon)
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