The dinner portion of “Larges” at Joe’s Stone Crab are, in case you were curious, exactly the right portion of food for me at dinner. I have just now discovered this in proper experimental manner. I also believe that their signature mustard sauce is better with the crab claws than melted butter, but both should be offered. One must think seriously about food sometimes.
Okay, that’s enough time.
Mom’s house today: appallingly like it was the last time I saw it, but without either other people or small dogs. Watered the Christmas cactus, which was looking much the worse for lack of attention. Drank the Sam Adams I found in the refrigerator. Hey, if it’s now my house, it’s now my refrigerator and now my beer. Well, was my beer. One must strive for accuracy, mustn’t one?
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