Tuesday, February 19, 2008


Max's impression of adulthood seems to be that you drink a lot of coffee and tea, you get a lot of mail, and you do a lot of cooking. I am not sure what this says about Ian and I, other than the fact that we are quite tragically boring. And caffine-addicted. And apparently on some sort of list that incorrectly indicates that we love junk mail. But whatever. We do like to cook, and Ian in particular has developed a real flair for presentation. Max admires and imitates this, resulting in some inedible but meticulously organized dishes of food.

Here, Max demonstrates the dual-handed spoon technique. Sure, he is only offering you air, but he is offering it with a flourish, people.

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