"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Summer fun, something's begun...
It started with a typo, and the libatino made its debut last night at Kozak's.
2 comments:
Mmm, and it was good!
No freaking way! That is AWESOME!
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