The light in my parents’ kitchen in early January was incredible.
On another note, I made some neat rice pudding when we got home to England.
The light in my home: just another nail in the coffin of my budding food blogging career. That and my cooking. And my sense of presentation.
Use too many metaphors at once and you’re in danger of looking as though you’d put a dead tree in a coffin. Then you’d have to make a coffin for the tree(s) you made the coffin out of. At some point one of the coffins is going to have to be not made of wood or you’d get an infinite series of matryoshka coffins.
And that’s all I have to say about that. Except that I want to end that with a Lily Tomlin raspberry even though it’s really a Forrest Gump quote.
