Roasted an eggplant.
Took a sunset walk with Peretz, very muggy, he kept trying to pull out into the street, thought about stuff I'm sure you're tired of hearing about, I've been very badly hurt, but am going to be more or less OK.
Made a dip with the eggplant.
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Orwell says the secret to restauranting is heavy tableware and sharp knives. Is there something like that for life? Hope the eggplant was tasty. What's up with the house keys?
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