ol' veller was in the office with us today, helping to make some silly flyers for the special dinner when one of her fancy entourage peeps emailed her the official farm city nyt book review. it's amazing!!!
after all of her self-googling, as she called it, she and chris went down to check on the prosciutti they're going to crack open at the dinner on tuesday with his special italian horse-bone. i stayed upstairs and knocked my head on the desk, trying to figure out a use for the 432 pounds of loquats i've managed to round up.