dinner help from unexpected sources
September 27, 2007Tonight, two family members who never, ever bring home food unbidden, showed up bearing goodies. One brought a large amount of barbecued pork brisket, the other had a box full of Beard Papas. I had horrible gastrointestinal symptoms (see previous post).
On a normal day, I would have been ecstatic. I could smell the fine aroma from the pork as I headed to the bathroom in fear and trembling.
Much of the food remains in the fridge, and I have it to look forward to tomorrow, when I just might shower the squirrels with three remaining pounds of pistachios.
