Dear lovely tea set.
you were blue. you were gold trimmed. you had yellow roses on your front. and you were worth sacrificing my go-out-to-eat money this month. If I start to crave the amazing tangerine chicken at Abacus or the tortilla soup at the Little Chihuahua, I’ll just pour myself a little bitty cup of tea from your pot, sip slowly from your delicate cups and wait it out until the feeling passes.
Welcome to the family!
M
11/16/2008 19:18



