I need the eggs


Annie Hall ... probably my all-time favorite movie. Here is the bittersweet ending.


The beautiful, organic eggs I was able to buy today from a neighbor who keeps chickens. Lucky me. 

Can't get it out of my mind

A while back, there was an interview with Khaled Hosseini (author of The Kite Runner) in the New York Times. He talked about his first short story:

“It was a dark little tale about a man who found a magic cup and learned that if he wept into the cup, his tears turned into pearls. But even though he had always been poor, he was a happy man and rarely shed a tear. So he found ways to make himself sad so that his tears could make him rich. As the pearls piled up, so did his greed grow. The story ended with the man sitting on a mountain of pearls, knife in hand, weeping helplessly into the cup with his beloved wife's slain body in his arms.”

Quite a story, isn't it?