I’m in the midst of a few hectic days. I just got back from a forty-eight-hour trip to Buffalo for a cousin’s wedding — we left for the airport at 5.15 am, and tomorrow morning I take the 7.30 bus to New York to visit Stephanie in Brooklyn for two days before she leaves to go to Italy for two months. I’m here, on my sofa, for less than a day, and I haven’t had anything to eat since the wedding dinner, and I’m getting that cranky-nauseous feeling from lack of food. Good thing we’re going to Garden at the Cellar for an early meal. I’ve already got the taste of chicken and thyme croquettes on my tongue. I’ll fill you in when I get back.