Here’s a scene for a short story, or to fit into a longer narrative: streetcar brought to a halt by an abandoned police car left in a well-marked don’t-park-here spot. No police action anywhere around; I couldn’t even guess where the driver went. Result: incessant honking by the streetcar driver, first beep-beep-beep, then beeeeeeeeeeeeee (without letup). No one had shown up by four minutes later when we departed from our very legal parking spot down the block. It’s not like the streetcar can drive around!
We have honored and celebrated π day by dining this evening on pies. Three dinner pies and two teeny sweet pies. The flavors: chicken-bacon, steak-stout, and chicken-mushroom. Dessert: apple and peach. I didn’t make them, but I did reheat them.
15 March 2017 at 11:03 am
Dave L says:
My kind of comfort food! We have a newer bakery in Detroit called Sister Pie. Outrageously good and they don’t skimp on the calories. Check out their web site. Eric turned us on to them. Hope you all are well.
15 March 2017 at 12:16 pm
kayak woman says:
Sister Pie and my daughter are friends so I have met her and bought stuff from the store.