Trash Day

I love trash day. I love hearing the big bulky truck make a lot of noise tipping over my bin into the mother load. The truck eats trash up and down all of the streets.

Tony is leaving! He's the famous UPS man we all love. He told me his company is moving his route to Providence Blackstone Blvd/ Rochambeau. I will alert my friend Susan O who lives there. I will miss his smiling face and tight calf muscles.

My homemade whole wheat cranberry almond cocoa biscotti is a perfect vehicle for black coffee. It's almost a food!

My mixer is ready to be picked up. I need to fill the gas tank. Romeo chewed up his leash while we were in the dentist office. He was bored!

Nancy gave me 2 bags of millet for fear she wasn't going to use it in time. I cooked a cup and it was so good. It tasted like corn. I had 2 bowls for breakfast number 3. I dumped the rest into the sourdough loaf I am incubating along with semolina, cornmeal, oats, rye flour whole wheat and bread flour.