I had leftover tuna and a bowl of pumpkin chickpea soup that Ari and I made from the Café Brenda Cookbook. I'm exhausted, but I promise I'll put the recipe up when I have time. It was a little bland, so when I reheated it for dinner I added some chili flakes, curry, salt and pepper. Good improvement.
Tonight's movie was Viktor Shklovsky's Bed and Sofa, made in 1927. I really liked it; I love silent films, especially when they involve illicit affairs! Some parts of it were pretty silly, though. Anyway, there were Petit écolier-type cookies, which my friend Lindsay and I couldn't get enough of in Paris, so I had one. I'd hoped to be able to resist after my lunchtime pie, but nope. Tomorrow is another day.
I came home to a little chaos in the kitchen: Betty Ford had gotten into the cupboard and broken the shot glass I had gotten from my cousin Bere (he's 11, he only collects them), which I was pretty sad about. Guess I'll have to go to Fort Wayne and get another one!
Betty trying to get my nighttime pumpkin bread snack (I won this time):
I'm off to bed; I need to wake up early and get some more reading done. Bonne nuit!
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