Yesterday we had a little dinner party for our neighbors. It's always nice when the house is clean and everything is tidy. Poised for action.
We had our friend Elena and her husband Gunnar. Elena is quite a character.
The occasion was the visit of Elena's son Jerry with his new wife Anne and baby Lula.
I love babies. Anne is French, from Nancy, she says that back home doting fathers are called “Papa Poule,” the male version of “Mother Hen.”
I made a fish stew for the meal. But for me the high point was the chocolate cake.
When I'm full of sweets, things begin to look dreamy. Life's lovely computations all around. Oh, forget computation. Life all around.
