Wednesday, November 04, 2020

A little party at midnight

 Brother's birthday.

Got an olive focaccia loaf that we cut at midnight. (He didn't want anything sweet.) 

He cut it, we had some bread late at night, and then sat around chatting for an hour and a half. It was nice. I think a family taking around a dining table - it's one of the small pleasures that you cherish as days go by.


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