Passing the Time

Spent the afternoon at Mom and Dad's house in the backyard listening to their fountain burble, knitting with my Mom. It was fabulous. So fabulous, that when it came time to head home and make the zucchini and corn thing I was planning for dinner, I called Bruno instead and said, "meet me at Mom and Dad's: we'll order pastrami!" And he did, and we did, and OK, it wasn't NY pastrami, but it wasn't zucchini either!