Oh, Janie, that apple cake sounds a treat! (Especially with cognac available...)

I was just reading M.F.K. Fisher aloud to Tom (or to Rufus, dishragged across my knee), working on "An Alphabet for Gourmets" which Tom left me in the middle of...

I think, when I'm in Milwaukee for my mother's funeral, I need to introduce my sister to the winter joy of port and Stilton (or Gorgonzola...or Gouda).

It's been another sort of weepy day for me...not that that is necessarily bad.

Eight wild turkeys in my down-the-hill (and across the road) neighbor's yard when I went out, eleven still in the yard when I returned.

Linn