I went out to get groceries and to buy a sharp knife today. I’ve discovered that I absolutely cannot stand to live in a place without a decent knife. The ones in my apartment are all serrated so I can’t even sharpen them. I promised myself, that if I saved my per diem that I could treat myself to a good one. I wanted to get one that was solid steel–don’t laugh–because I can kosher a solid steel knife by boiling it. Granted, the need to do this won’t come up often, but when Mark Levenson came to visit I bought a cheap knife to cut tomatoes and such. It was so unpleasant that I decided next time I would invest in a really good one. When I get home with this one, I’ll throw the nasty cheap knife away.
And now, to show you the depths of my love for my new knife, here is a picture of it with the lemon it glided through.
While I was out I stopped in an Antik store to look at the antiques. The gentleman running the shop and I wound up in a conversation about when the Americans came during WWII. He was ten, living on a farm, and so excited to see the trucks. He said that he remembers how well the soldiers were dressed and how crisp and neat they looked with their short haircuts. When he was older he joined a circus, since joining the Icelandic army wasn’t an option for seeing the world.
Sarah called during our conversation, but I just let the phone ring because I was enjoying talking with him so much. Some other customers came in, so I called Sarah back and received an invitation to go swimming. We spent four hours at the pool alternating between swimming and soaking in various of the hot pools. It was so relaxing and much better than the nap I had anticipated as my afternoon activity. Afterwards we stopped at Te og Kaffi for coffee and a light meal.
This is a view off the street the coffee shop was on.
A lovely afternoon all round.
“This is a view off the street the coffee shop was on.”
The picture that goes with this caption has not yet appeared on my viewer although pictures above and below it have.
Dad
There are only two pictures in this post. One is of a knife, the other is of a street with a harbor at the end. It is between the sentences “This is a view off the street the coffee shop was on,” and “A lovely afternoon all round.”
The second picture is the one that I can’t see. Can anybody else see it?
Dad
I’m confused. You said that you could see the pictures above and below it. Which implies that you can see two pictures in this post. Can you only see one?