The Little Words Mean the Most

Sat in SF: Good lunch at the Contemporary Jewish Museum with John L., great dinner near the Haight with Kris and Merri, where Maven pairs cocktails with mains

 

Tasty Salted Pig Parts and Painted Ceilings: Where I ate lunch, where I ate dinner

 

 

 

SanFran dinner with Jen Love, Simon Scriver and John Lepp

 

 

A room with a view in San Francisco

 

 

Simone et Tom Jet Blue to SF AFP Int'l

Let le decoration begin

 

1: Purchased in Detroit at Signal-Return, a letterpress art studio. #2: Ditto.

3: Liberty Street Robot Supply & Repair, Detroit.

#4: Woodblock print from Japan, thanks to our beloved Larry Kramer

#5: Santons, a folk art started in Marseille during the French Revolution

#6: Simone packs in the Blue Room, where one of France's great pool players was raised

#7: "Why is there soap in the dresser drawers?" To make you smell good.

 

Languedoc Squares; sox by Orange Square

Sunday, France votes for the Final Two presidential candidates

 

 

The new old house as we're starting to know it

 

We're at 83 BIS, which means "the other 83, not the original 83 next door." This gives the phone company fits. Simone insisted on a sunning deck and the contractor obliged. It turns out to be a great place to write, overlooking the roofs of our little town. Last shot: every few nights, you walk your empties to the "bottle dump" in the town square, near the Central Bar. You pass a neighbor's window rooster. Early evening here is as memorable as the scent of a lover.

Drove Simone to the Toulouse airport, for her speaking gig in Lisbon; was rewarded by these views from the highway of medieval Carcassonne and the Pyrenees