Hey Carla,

I have a feeling that if I got a chance to sample your cooking, I
would be stuffing myself so full that I wouldn't be able to stay
upright anyway!  (NO self restraint, remember!)

Rayna
(preparing to stow away on the next plane to Canada - get the Bailey's
ready ;-))


On Thu, Aug 16, 2001 at 05:01:02AM -0300, Carla MacInnis wrote:
    Rayna,

      You're welcome any time! But be warned ... camping out in my kitchen can be a
    hazard, not only to your waistline, but to your upright mobility. Mr. Jake, the
    terrorist, constantly lurks, whether he's waiting for bits of stray veggies from
    salad prep to drop on the floor, or for the fridge to open, in hopes that I might
    relent and give him a taste of canned food on his kibble more than once a day :)
    Oh, and then there's Mr. Briggie (Brigadoon), the smallest of my two cats. He
    likes to stick his head in the fridge while I'm fetching things. He's mad for
    evaporated milk! His other brother, Mr. Brownie is particularly fond of lounging
    in the middle of the kitchen waiting for a foot to pass by so he can grab it. The
    joys of flat feet and floppy socks :)

      To make for a really interesting kitchen experience, try negotiating around all
    three critters during spagetti making or stew making. Now, that's an experience :)

      Still wanna visit?