Friday, October 10, 2003

survival of the plumpest

they got there.
in the end.
tender loving care (and a tropical summer) will do it every time.


  1. When I was a kid (... yeah yeah yeah ... in the middle of last century ...) we bought at piglet at Easter with the intent of fattening him up for Christmas. By the time this evenuated, we were way fond of the piggie to do the dastardly deed.
    Grapes, Brie and port sounds nearly acceptable ...

  2. ripe and crumbly-creamy goat's cheese would be my choice, i think, with a glass of c�-de-provence..

  3. Go for it, my dear ... sounds too too delicious for words.
    Treat yourself!