Ruminations and recipes from a small kitchen in a big city.


I hope you've eaten, there's no food in this post.

My partner took her special education students on an excursion to the new museum yesterday. (It's less of a museum than a politically correct 'space' featuring angular architecture, minimalist exhibitions and post-modern jargon. I preferred the old one, packed with more old stuff and fewer 'interactive' exhibits and curated 'opinions'.)

When they arrived back at school, she asked the students what they liked best about the museum.

One nominated the elevator.

Another said the autumn leaves in the park outside the museum.

And a third was most impressed by the seagulls flapping around in the park competing for lunch crusts.

Gotta love those kids - they are sweet!

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