Well, we were meant to go to Devil's Lake this weekend for a camping trip, but rain in Wisconsin caused us to cancel our plans. I was sad about it, but I suppose it would have been miserable:
Quick about face and instead went out for some fine dining and, I'm telling you, the best gnocchi in the entire world. Do you ever stress out about the correct pronunciation of the word gnocchi? I do. Merriam-Webster helps us answer all things (I say it the second way.)
So, last night after dinner, we drove our friends back to their place in The City around 11:30 and all these people were outside, walking around as if they weren't completely exhausted, like me and M were. I guess that's proof that we are now officially old and officially suburbanites, just how shocked we were by all those people!
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I haven't read a single thing by Louise Erdrich that I haven't loved. All
of her books are so inviting and absorbing, even if they're deeply sad and
hea...
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4 comments:
and you think you are old!...just wait! (By the way, what kind of foods is gnocchi?)
It's Italian - YOU would love it. M and I can make it when we're home next if you like...
Who is this "we" you speak of? ;)
Oh, musta had a t__ in my pocket.
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