Aw, Nuts

I don’t believe any cashews were harmed during the making of this cashew chicken.


My American Idol

Dear little old lady singing loudly and badly in the booth next to me in the quiet restaurant;

Thank You.

I needed a reminder that song is an eruption of joy, not a staged performance reserved for practiced professionals.

I can’t recall ever getting this much enjoyment from Lionel Ritchie’s Three Times A Lady in my entire life.

Thank you, tone deaf Grandma.

Keep singing, old girl. Keep singing.