Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Pickles
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"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
2 comments:
Ooh - pickles! I hope to try them soon at my favorite restaurant in New York.
Your dinner speak-easy idea is brilliant.
There should be some for treasure-less island next week if these go well.
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