Well, dear readers, I must write these here notes in a hurry because she of the Evil Eye will be here all too soon and also soon to all. I must dispense with the usual frivolities and keep these here notes lithe and lean with only a dollop of mustard. I don’t know what that means but I like the sound of it. Speaking of the sound of it, yesterday was a long and involved day. For example, I woke up. That was long and involved, as you might imagine for a Jew of my age. I then polished a little of what I’d written the day before, then jogged, then had an early lunch meeting with Miss Merissa Haddad. She then came back to the home environment, where I played her a couple of songs she hadn’t heard. Then I settled down to writing. I managed to eek out close to four pages – redoing things as I went along. I had gotten some interesting ideas on my jog and I interpolated them. I find that’s the routine with this book. I get stuff down on the page and then I just rework and rework until it seems right, moving things around and smoothing things out. After that, I tried to watch a motion picture on DVD but the telephonic device kept ringing and I never did get to starting a DVD. After that, my research assistant, Miss Adriana Patti arrived with some of my research photographs and information. And then, we went to meet up with our very own dear reader Rodzinski.
We all met at Marie Callender’s. I had a salad and macaroni and cheese, Rodzinski had clam chowder and pie, and Miss Patti had pie. We had a grand time catching up, and we laughed and laughed and just when we thought we could laugh no more, we laughed again. Tales were told, and pie was eaten. ‘Nuff said.
Don’t you hate that? ‘Nuff said. Who made that up? Well, I’ll tell you. A gentleman named Walburn Nuff, that’s who. He was so famous in his neighborhood for speaking in non sequiturs that people would repeat them ad nauseum, saying Nuff said, and whatever bon mot he’d come up with. I ask you, where else on all the Internet can you find such interesting and completely made up information? Nowhere, that’s where.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must wrap these here notes up and get my beauty sleep. ‘Nuff said.
There is a chance that Rodzinski and I might try to get together for a quick meal this very day prior to his return to New York, New York. Otherwise, I’ll be visiting one of the research locations to get the geography into my head, then I’ll be writing for a few hours, then I might attend a motion picture screening in the Monica of Santa.
Tomorrow I’ll be having a brunch with a long-time haineshisway.com lurker named Angie. I’m looking forward to it very much and we’ll be dining at the recently renovated and reopened Du-Par’s at the Farmer’s Market. Other than that, I have no plans whatsoever. I do have so many plans next week it’s not even funny, but what’s really not even funny is that I haven’t written any of said plans down – I’ll be doing that today.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, continue my jogging ways, drive about in my motor car, visit a location, write, sup, and perhaps see a motion picture. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your all-time favorite pies? Please describe them in detail and even share recipes. More importantly, we want to hear about the strangest or most exotic pie you’ve ever eaten. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we? ‘Nuff said.