daily specials:
drew's tasting menu:
appetizer: unflaming, whiskey-soaked inari
soup: whipped rice congee
entree: seared duck breast (from a young, but fed-up bird)
dessert: fresh asian fruit salad with bitter melon-lemon dressing

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

So I feel as if one morning I woke and my genre had left me: I used to able to produce emails and emails a day, many of them just channeled jokes on flippant subjects (the best of which was probably "11 Jokes About Jess Berenbeim's Ass"), or other flowing pieces. So maybe it's a good thing that I can now blog-by-email: surely I've held back at times from blogging from school simply because I don't want to get caught in the act, as you never know who's going through your caches. Still, I feel as if I want for interlocutors.