Friday

Morning tea. Misty, cold, and raining--a porridge day. I made some, with the usual condiments: raisins, dried cranberries, a sprinkle of brown sugar. Out at noon. A day at the Santa Monica art fairs. At the first, a cup of coffee and, to stave of the growing pangs, a chocolate chip cookie. At the second, a shared toasted ham and cheese sandwich. Home in time for dinner. We finished the latest installment of Ellie's homemade soup, with chopped up Polish sausage, a couple of crackers and cheese. And a glass of white wine. Not the most inspiring of days, from the culinary point of view. But not a disaster, either.