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June 27, 2012


Oh, I wonder what could it have been? Maybe the little plates were savory for his lunch, and the big one was apple or something he could share with his co-workers.
So cool!

Dude... wait a sec. SWISS CHARD???

I love it....perhaps they were left by some naughty child who hid in the attic and ate the food then left the pans to not be found (at least not for a hundred or so years)Mom

I think the little pie plates (only 3 inches in diameter) were for savories too.

Yeas-- I love Swiss chard so much I'd marry it. I'm trying to grow some in my rocky little garden.

How will you clean the pie plates?

Leslie, I love Swiss chard, too. It's wonderful sautéed with garlic and olive oil, tossed with a bit of fresh pasta. You have excellent taste, my friend... and these posts of yours are delicious.

This is really fascinating and a beautiful piece of writing about craft and discovery through work.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

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