I completely spaced it! Why? Because I was rambling around in Parable, Montana, which exists only in my imagination, and I got lost there. By the time I resurfaced, it was so late in the day that I couldn’t have written anything sensible, anyway.
Most weeks, I gripe because it’s Friday. Call me crazy. I love the hustle and bustle of weekdays. This week, I’m glad it’s Friday. We’re having special visitors this weekend, here on the Triple L, albeit very briefly. I probably won’t cook anything ambitious, like last weekend’s Boeuf B, but you never know. I could… Read More »