Dinner tonight was duck with wine sauce and braised peaches. And of course the plate of very ripe, almost oozing onto the plate Brie and Comte cheese. Dessert: cheese cake with strawberry sauce. Oy veh.
Usually there are 2 conversations going on at the dinner table: one on Kippy’s end, the other at Jerome’s. Tonight I heard Barry, Judith and Deanna at Kippy’s end singing “Little Bunny Foo Foo went hopping through the forest…” On my right, Ann was seated between Phil and Jerome. “Hmm…” she mused as she heard the conversation down at the other end of the table, “Little Bunny Foo Foo or two PhD’s (gesticulating toward Jerome and Phil)…” weighing which conversation she would like to be a part of…”Little Bunny Foo Foo or two PhD’s…” again, as if it might be a difficult choice between the two, “I think I’ll stay here,” she decided. Sitting at the center of the table, I got distracted by the animated rendition of Little Bunny Foo Foo” on my left. I don’t remember ever having heard the poem and everyone on my left seemed intimately familiar with it. I had to hear the entire piece. A few minutes later I was distracted by the intellectual conversation on my right between the two PhD’s and Ann… “How can you have your cake and eat it too? That doesn’t make any sense at all,” I heard. There was heated discussion among them; each of them trying to figure out what it meant.
Sorry, no pictures today; I was so busy painting I forgot to take any.
For those of you who, like I, have never heard “Little Bunny Foo Foo,” here it is, animated: