Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

No meatballs today: roast pork instead. It came out very nice. I made some broccoli rabe on the side, along with sauted mushrooms and polenta slices (the fancy-schmancy supermarket had a big tube of polenta, so I bought it).

It was nasty rainy today, so we stayed in most of the day: Mass at 7:30, breakfast with Joe and Jean afterward, and then a trip to Home Depot for odds and ends. After that we did some Erector Set construction before Alane got the pig-slab into the oven.

Da Chimpz are still digging the night-in-shining-armor stuff -- they covered it yesterday at Cookie's Cub Scout meeting, and I took the opportunity to get Excalibur from the library. That's a great movie (though I couldn't get the boys to sit through the whole thing -- wouldn't want them to anyway). Tonight I read them the (abbreviated) story of Saint George. I recall those terrible commercials from WLIR:

"Does the dragon have fire in his lungs and does he breathe it?"