post-thanksgiving!
amazing cooking of goose, and when I asked whence came "your goose is cooked" and such,  it turns out that Jan Has sounded like"goose" so when he was burned at the stake, he was cooked. Eeek.

and yams, boring boring to my taste, EXCEPT when they are made into "fries" and at District, our beloved nearby place for brunch and so on, they are super, but also

Boyce made cranberry relish, a true delight and then cheeses: l'epoisse (and I cannot get the accent to stay on the e, but not to worry, I know it has one) and bleu d'Ambert and Saint André and a terrific pecan pie with the worlds's best ice cream, Baskin Robbins praline pecan, ooooh

and I have a red espresso make which gives me JOY as well as coffee

now back to reading about and eventually writing about Mina Loy, which I read also in the bus just now going to get the knife Boyce got me in Kyoto ages ago sharpened , and the young knife sharpener man loved the patina on it as much as I do so I was happified!

June 7, 2019

So the summer is with us, and the time and space it allows and affords mean you have to think whatever you are doing matters to someone... outside your household. It is generally about walking and writing and thinking about whatever you are writing about and doing to be relevant to something.
As if everything were to be relevant: so since we need a publisher to bring out and perhaps some financial help for our international anthology of prose poems... In the meantime, Boyce and I went to Dunkin Donuts to pick up our (my and sometimes his) favorite flavors of Baskin Robbins:
Mint Chocolate Chip (0ver which I like Mint syrup) and Pralines and Cream, over which anything caramel or rum-like or and also Marshmallow Fluff... Then we sat outside and shared a Caramel Latte,
now that is New York Living with a delight all around. Many late afternoons I meet a friend from somewhere at the Barking Dog on 3rd and 94th, and that is a joy uninhibited by any academic problems.