The Magical Provenance of Dirty Dishes

Now that my husband is away at a conference, I discover every morning that, to my huge surprise, the sink is still full of dirty dishes. I have gotten so used to them getting clean as if by magic. . .

I miss you, my flower. And not because of the dishes.

5 thoughts on “The Magical Provenance of Dirty Dishes

  1. Totally with you!. I also miss my SO not only because of dirty dishes but also because his ‘penne putanesca” sre the best ever!. He’s been away now for 2 weeks and it is unbearable.

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  2. It’s convenient to get Japanese takeaway to eat, when one’s husband is away and cannot do the dishes. Some steamed fish on a bed of rice in a Styrofoam container, along with a plastic cup of Miso soup warms the heart.

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