Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh
chris_walsh

The triumphant return of meat

So earlier this hour I finally feel both with-it and non-feverish enough to leave my apartment (a.k.a. the Palace of Pestilence) and buy stuff at the corner market three blocks away, and I’m plenty well bundled up and I suppress my coughing while there so as not to be spreading disease, and what do I buy?

Milk, a can of clam chowder and beer sausage.

This anything like pregnancy cravings?
Subscribe

  • Why not a dream post?

    Now those dreams were detailed! Yes, that’s dreams, plural. I hadn’t slept well Sunday night (my fault) and on Monday night I was going to a Thing,…

  • Sail On, Big-Ass Sandwiches (a reminiscence)

    Things change. Obvious thought, but maybe an obvious thought will lead to writing practice, so… I’ve been thinking about Big-Ass Sandwiches. Six…

  • For the last day of 2024:

    I’ve been good at this. I’ve blogged for 20 years: longer than my time from preschool to senior year of college, longer by far than any one job I’ve…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    default userpic

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.
    Help
  • 0 comments