September 10, 2010
White Dog loves weeks (even short ones like this) that end in this manner: She and Quinn, sated from dinner and cookies, lying on either side of Steve is who stretched out on the floor sitting against the couch; Michael sharing stories from the latest Internet news; myself ready to scratch a needy ear or tickle a tummy...or direct the knocker at our door to "enter." Richard's surprise drop by just to hang out gave us a reason to break out coffee and kolaches (brought by Howard from one of Chicago's genuine Polish bakeries which we have been hoarding since his visit). White Dog likes the apricot flavor but The Other White Dog prefers (like Michael) the cheese. These buttery delicacies cannot be made in our high, dry climate so they are a very special treat! "If this foretells the tone of the weekend," White Dog sighed with satisfaction, "we are in for a great one!" Hope yours is the same.