Some things survive. BELOW: the side of this little box says, “Eat Yeast Foam for Health”. Ass’t Man claimed this box before I could. After our fight last week, we both made peace offerings of thrift—“didn’t your wife want this book?” I said, offering him Michelle Obama’s Becoming (we haven’t got her new one yet).
“I know you like Dansk, do you want these?”—offering me four Dansk individual baking dishes. I didn’t really want them but accepted them for the bridge they were. We’re like a pair of bower birds doing mutual courting. Our problems remain but work is nicer if we get along. And we genuinely share a love of cool old stuff.