Nov 03, 2008 09:53
True, Sam's mood had improved over the past couple of weeks, but it was markedly better -- now that the World Series was over and he didn't have to think about pro baseball until spring, but he wouldn't tell you that. Of course, there were other reasons as well, but he wasn't going to go into those either. He liked not having his head smacked for TMI, thank you very much.
The kitchen staff, in a fit of perversity, had a special on turkey-leg and butter sandwiches.
Well, and spaghetti for the less adventurous.
Gods only knew why Sam had decided to sample the former.
coven,
sam anders