I dreamt of the old days of creaking tables and chairs again, with my GP tutor administering an English exam, where I proceeded to complete a paper of all sorts of eccentricities. I was befuddled over a certain word ‘bernice’, which I was very certain means ‘curtains’, but it was only after the dream that I realized it meant ‘looking towards’. But still in my very housewifey grace moment, I kept wondering how I would decorate a living room with laced ‘bernice’.
I miss you very much Irving and wish we could have a themed party again, to take our minds off so many things.
And I want to watch Tampopo, that movie about bowls and bowls of ramen.
When one films a movie about food, does one eat it all?