Hungytown

Unfortunately there is no spell check for cakes.



I loved visiting with my friends Hungrytown, aka Rebecca and Ken. I miss them already. All that is left behind is a bunch of tidy laundry and a slab of celebratory cd-release carrot cake in my fridge.

I'm drinking the rest of the wine. By myself right now. And listening to Anne Briggs.

Snif . . .