Conjuring

Last week I wrote about the prostitute's toaster + drug dealer's spoon and how eating out of the spoon and bowl reminded me of the legend of HAMAN'S HAT+ hamantaschen (Jewish Hamantaschen cookies). So yesterday after the Gaspee Day Parade I spotted a gorgeous wool three-cornered hat on the side of the road that must've fallen off a truck. I made Bill stop and turn around so I could get it. And it fits me perfectly. I call it the hamantaschen hat!