Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings. ~Victor Hugo

11.25.2009

Right now:

Abby is in the kitchen as I type, cooking plantains in our new frying pan. Its the first time I have ever had them. They're kinda sweet, and kinda starchy and kinda boozie. We drizzled them with honey. Naturally, we are having a mimosa accompaniment. However, this time, we are having them with fresh-squeezed tangerine juice. :)

Feeling great!

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