hommage à david sedaris

At dinner: "You are a shit duck and your pants have the flame!"


seasonal disorder

So last night, over a dinner of Polish dumplings mixed with fried onions, and a couple of broccoli twigs that looked decidedly limp (but were added for color), the truth came out.

"Don't get me wrong, I like Berlin a lot." Quetzl intoned, pushing around his pelmeni with a fork. "But I keep thinking, you know. Greece would be nice too."