"Baby, it's cold outside…"
It don't have'ta be all that cold for Californians to notice that sumthin' is wrong with the weather 'n it don't appear t'be global warming….more like global cooling…God help us if we ever had to deal with actual cold like the folks back in the States…
A bright, sunshiny day but on the nippy side…da boyz 'n I made our roundabout of the Village but I kept 'em moving…Oh, they would'a been happy to S&P as usual but along with being on the coolish side, I had plans to accompany Millyrose 'n two of the four to see Les Miz…it wuz an even 'n you c'ud tell right away that sumbody had put a fair amount of money into it…'n the talent wuz just talenting all over the place given the backdrop of the French Revolution 'n barricades in the street (which Parisians still do occasionally)…lots of grimacing in this version of Victor Hugo's Les Miserables, lot of social commentary 'n such…somewhat relevant, I s'poze, in this techonological age of instant (relatively speaking) gratification…
It wuz an okay movie but I didn't shed a tear on the drive home…frankly, since I'd missed lunch, I wuz much more focused on what wuz gonna be the easiest 'n quickest calories that I c'd get into m'self (without stopping at a fast food place)…
Anyhow, the afternoon stroll with da boyz wuz pretty much just a quickie run down Crestline 'n back…it's cold out there…
And now, the heater is heating, the soup's on the stove 'n the wine is open 'n, one assumes, breathing…or whatever it is that wine does when you unscrew the cap 'n wait to pour it….
"I cook with wine. Sumtimes, I even add it to the food." W.C.Fields
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