A Few Perfect Things
An 8 oz. can of Coca-Cola, maybe over chubby clinky ice with a squeeze of lemon. The Writer's Almanac Fresh flour tortillas, turned twice in a cast-iron skillet to a crispy slighty puffed texture, gobbled down with butter and salt. I had my haircut with the tiny, perfectly delightful and tiger-striped Freda(who also belly-dances). It is a very good and dignified haircut, shorter than usual but still within walking distance of the shoulders. Welcome to the weekend, Darlings. Tell me what you are doing .