
* I brought
- a basil plant,
- a grater,
- a pepper mill.

* I wished for
- cayenne pepper,
- Gruyère,
- more than two working electric burners.

* I bought
- parchment paper,
- a reamer,
- a fine-mesh strainer.

* I discovered
- an electric can opener,
- a filthy cast-iron skillet (which I bleached and re-seasoned),
- a soufflé dish.

* I prepared tons of
- okra (fried mostly but also stewed with tomatoes and orange peppers),
- gougères (sans Gruyère),
- (Kenneth having requested them because Lurline always served him a surfeit) Tollhouse chocolate-chip cookies.

We had okra almost every night. When someone asks me where I'd like to establish my career, I plan to tell them, "Any place where local okra is plentiful and reasonably priced."*
*Willy St. Co-op currently has too-big okra for $6/lb. No dice. I can find it at the Saturday Farmers Market, but I have to go very early...
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