Books and Brunches

Last time I checked I was an English major. But I probably must have been in one practice too long to wonder what I was doing when I presented a financial report on the recent University Games.  Shouldn't I be reciting the prologue to the Canterbury...

"Is that your house?" I turned and saw our vice president looking admiringly at my computer screen. "Boss, I wish...! Then, despite author Rick Bayan's claim, I probably would love a cynic the way his dog sighs in tolerance of his acid at life." I smiled...

"From now on, you'll do nothing but read books."
- Dianne Sway to her eleven-year old son Mark on The Client by John Grisham
It's never blue, it it? I mean blueberry pies. I had a slice for brunch today as I finished reading a legal thriller. At least there was a pretty decoupage napkin to go with it and a good ending to a riveting story. But then I paused and decided that...

starter: sweet potato soup
Sunset party on the liner deck: fried spring roll and Vietnamese wine
Oh to travel! And to eat. Somehow I neglected saying anything about what I ate in Vietnam last week. Food on board Glory Cruise was not far in taste with what I am used to. Thailand and Vietnam are neighbors after all....