January 27, 2004
Well, at long last I am back in the bosom of the Big Apple, drained but alive.
And, viewed in a purely practical sense, my trip home was a complete success, as I accomplished both of the objectives I had in returning.
The first was to get my dad off my back about coming home for a visit.
The second was to take possession of this casserole dish,
which was a wedding present to my parents from Alice Walker. It was languishing in a forgotten cabinet in a corner somewhere.
I have it now, and it will languish no more.
Posted by Faustus, MD at 03:11 PM
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1) Jeff said (on 01/28/04 at 12:11 AM):
Wow. That makes "bring a covered dish to pass" even more exciting.
2) PM said (on 01/28/04 at 12:22 AM):
apologies in advance for any offense given by this comment, but that is one ugly dish, provenance notwithstanding.
3) Tin Man said (on 01/28/04 at 10:23 AM):
I thought the dish would be the color purple.
4) Chris said (on 01/28/04 at 10:45 AM):
Actually, I rather like it.
Your parents must be pretty badass.
5) Faustus, M.D. said (on 01/28/04 at 11:57 AM):
Jeff, I have never heard the expression "bring a covered dish to pass," but even on the first hearing it seems pretty exciting to me. PM, no offense taken, but my parents were married in (I believe) 1969, so consider the context. Tin Man, my parents were married in (I believe) 1969, so The Color Purple wasn't around yet. Chris, I'm glad you like it, and your deduction about my parents is correct.
6) Wayne said (on 01/28/04 at 01:45 PM):
Wow, that's so purrrttyyy... Totally my mom's type. She will totally dig it. Man, I tell ya. - Oh, do I like it? Sure, why not. Anything free is good for me.
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