My friend in NYC had a set back at the hospital and will remain a little longer and they don’t need my help at home quite yet. Still hoping for the best and a full recovery. This means, I won’t drive the 800 miles to NYC today as a holiday weekend begins. In the light of day, that sounds like it was a bad plan.
I’m lucky to have family here and I will hop from south side to the northern burbs tonight for a Russian food orgy. If history is any indication, several fish will have been caught, cut and cured while many heads of cabbage, eggs and sticks of butter will have given their lives to make my cousin Bella’s wonderful cabbage pie.