Tonight's dinner was leftover pad kee mow from my lunch at a Thai place in the big city. And then a slice of homemade Black Forest pumpernickel bread.

Nothing special, filling enough though.


Geno


The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

member of the cabal of dysfunctional squirrels?