Hey Folks -
I promise I'll finish my saga about COVENTRY soon, it's certainly a work in progress. It's not like James Joyce wrote Finnegan's Wake in a few weeks.
So just an aside, a few comments on my last night's Chinese dinner.
First off, it was excellent, made me want to Wok and Roll all Night; but things were unfortunate for Sarah. When she opened her cookie, there was nothing inside.
Then, this morning, bringing my leftover General Tso's Chicken into work for lunch in a plain, white, very opaque styrofoam container, a woman with whom I work with says while nodding at the vessel containing my lunch, "Mmmm.. that looks good!"
If styrofoam is that appetizing to her, remind me not to bring in chili in a bread bowl.
