Anyway, I told my friend Stephanie about my fixation and she was so intrigued by my need for an underlying thematic element that I immediately volunteered to make her a mix. Since, like me, Stephanie’s constantly obsessing about food, it only seemed fitting that I put together a food-centric playlist.
It took a little while longer to get back to Boston than it did to drive to New York, partially because of Labor Day traffic and partially because we stopped twice to take turns behind the wheel. Usually it only takes four CDs (yes, that is a unit of length which may be used to measure distance!) to get from here to my parents’ and vice versa, but this time it took the following five:
I think my handwriting’s legible, but my mother has never thought so. This is for those of you who agree with my mom.