The kindest cutlery

But not the silver, or it gets the hose.

I finally dug my grandparents’ silverware out of a box in the garage, cleaned it and stuck it in the drawer with the rest of the knives, forks and spoons. I informed the roommates via email:

Quilty pleasures

Someone needs to iron before he photographs …

What seems like a billion years ago, I decided out of thin air that I was going to make a quilt. The quilt above, to be exact.