We moved into our new apartment last Monday on August 1st, and I still can't find the silverware. Besides being useful, I really like the settings - it's the nice weighty kind a distant grandparent-in-law gives as a wedding present. We love our silverware.
Last night I was so frustrated by the mountain of dishes continuing to pile up in the sink I refused to make dinner or even look at the fresh produce we got from our farm crop-share this week. I was hungry and cranky and I wanted Chinese.
In order to sooth the beast inside my stomach threatening to jump out and gnaw off my husband's arm, we ordered typical Chinese stuff (dumplings, fried wontons, lo mein and the most amazing shrimp shanghai rolls ever) through their website. After some time (where I got upset at it for being slow), I fell back in a blurry, hungry haze to wait. It was only after they had already left to deliver it that I realized I had forgotten to ask them to bring chopsticks.
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