Tin Speaker

I wrote, friends. I wrote, and I write. I ate and I judged and I remain in your strictest confidence. Sometimes life’s pleasures are simple — just this evening, I marvelled at the beauty of using an ice cream scooper. After months of struggling not to deform my spoons in a mighty effort to use but simple silverware for purposes far beyond its intended function, the easy glide of the heavy tool through pistachio ice cream was a burden lifted, a gift bestowed.

This entry was posted on 20 Jul 2009 at 10:11 pm and is filed under Raspy Thoughts. You can subscribe via RSS 2.0 feed to this post's comments.

Tags: ice cream, the little things