Too Much To Do
I have far too much to do, and so naturally as I was waiting for the stewing beef to brown nicely I started to reread Second Tree From The Corner
However, I do not come to this foreword in a spirit of derogation or with any idea of offering alibis. If these collected writings resemble a dog’s breakfast, I shall insist that it is because of my unusual understanding of dogs and my sympathy for their morning problems.
Worse, I’m thinking of starting more food writing. Just what my schedule needs.