The week in hindsight

Learned: the Italian word for ‘rodent’ is ‘roditore,’ which sounds very grand, and means “he who gnaws"

Saw: Albrecht Dürer exhibition at the Städel 

Disliked: what the smell of Kentucky Fried Chicken at the airport at 7 am did to my headache and stomachache 

Read: obituaries online

Ate: Kartoffelpuffer (potato pancakes)

Bought: chunky candles

Skipped: dessert (tiramisu - who can eat the equivalent of 2 dinners after dinner?)

Drank: Primitivo (Puglia)

Received: 2 rejections (Ninth Letter & Tin House)

Watched: Sherlock Holmes episode “The Illustrious Client” 

Rolled my eyes at: Horn honkers in gridlock. You built it, you suffer it. 

Ordered: The Brontes and Mr. Peanut 

Cried over: People greeting their loved ones at the airport. Yeah, I suck at airports. 

Listened to: pages turning, ambulances, people talking with their mouths full 

Pithiness of the week: "To be totally understanding makes one very indulgent."-Baroness De Stael-Holstein