Good Fish
Home, home, I am home in Bellevue, for a couple days. It's nice to be sleeping in my old bed again. I like hearing the coffee grinder go off in the kitchen at 5 am. Nostalgic sounds and smells.
However, I can't remember how to navigate my home town by car anymore. Too many freeways, all going in different directions. Too bad it would take hours to get anywhere by foot.
Ate good fish at a friend's house tonight. Wish I had asked for the recipe; it was buttery and herby and melted on my tongue.
That's pretty much it. Hope you livejournalers are all doing well. Back in Portland on Tuesday.
However, I can't remember how to navigate my home town by car anymore. Too many freeways, all going in different directions. Too bad it would take hours to get anywhere by foot.
Ate good fish at a friend's house tonight. Wish I had asked for the recipe; it was buttery and herby and melted on my tongue.
That's pretty much it. Hope you livejournalers are all doing well. Back in Portland on Tuesday.