Gil and Jo. San Francisco, 1997




A delicious lunch on an absurdly hot New York summer Saturday: one bottle of Pilsner Urquell beer and a small tin of Brunswick anchovies.

3 comments:

Octopus Grigori said...

Is it good luck if a white cat crosses your path?

Octopus Grigori said...

That's algebra, by the way.

Kris said...

jesus, it was hot.