Sunday, October 07, 2012

The sad tale of grey pumpkins, zebra clogs, and sprained ankles

Upon an impromptu stop at the pumpkin stand for swan gourds and grey pumpkins, on my way to a lunch date with George at Tartine, whilst wearing my fancy zebra striped high heeled clogs, I twisted my ankle and fell and barely managed to keep both from crying or throwing up until George arrived on the scene to take me home. I never made it to Tartine, and I may never wear those shoes again, but I got my gourds and pumpkins! (And a little something extra, a great big swollen ankle in a lovely shade of bruise!)




Blog Archive