28 July 2013


Though it's not something I habitually say, it seemed appropriate in the moment. "I'll see you anon," I said and headed downstairs to fix lunch.

A few minutes later she appeared in the kitchen and said, "I'll see you anon and raise you a pita."

I looked at her in confusion and asked, "What did you say?" thinking I'd misheard.

She repeated herself and this time I got the joke.

"I'll see you a naan and raise you a pita."

"Oooh," I groaned, "That's terrible." I smiled and shook my head.

Two years ago on TTaT: Life of Art SitRep #77 Going Green

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