Dry spell
A moment’s silence for the Vermouth.
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What it’s like
Dear Feastlings, Every day this week, I’ve started my day with a barrage of texts, detailing who’s sick and who’s not, who’s wiped out from their vaccination and who’s not, who’s too scared to be willing to come to work and who’s not. It consumes varying amounts of time- today was about an hour- and […]
A loophole, and a deep hole.
Enough to fill the Albert Hall.
Neither new nor normal
Oh, to experience normalcy again! Or novelty.
Closing up that piehole
Buttoning, zipping or sewing it up.
Getting a leg up
Taking advantage of an empty restaurant
An admirable cause to be shelved for another year
Or forever. You could shelve it forever.
118 years later
Come on, 2022- stop bouncing and start floating.
What changes, and what doesn’t.
We could all use a change about now, though, couldn’t we?
Risking it.
Dear Feastlings, I was sure that yesterday’s email would be the last one I sent this year, but I’m sending one more, and I know it’s risky. It’s New Year’s Eve, after all, and not only are we still prepping for it full-tilt- there are the customary miscommunications that need to be rectified, the staff […]