Just reading, through a dinner of that summer treat/cheat, Golden Curry (Tuck and I stopped to pick up the Golden Curry at the Vietnamese grocery yesterday and went running to the manager’s office to report a gas leak — and it was just someone cutting up a durian).

No TV, no games, no phone, no iPads. Library books. We are about two hours in. No one suggested it.

They are cozy little muffins.