Elysian Fields

Let us go, you and I, when the evening is spread out agianst the sky. Oh, do not ask "what is it?" Let us go and make our visit...

Saturday, February 07, 2004

White Bread III: the Return of the Mold

Four pieces of white bread left, the "poke here" freshness test has failed again and again, is it time to throw the white bread away??? Timidly I picked up the sagging plastic bread cover and bravely took a peak inside to find....penicillin? Ah perhaps. But whatever it was, it was splotches of amoeba shaped fuzzy green and white all over the pieces of bread. The splotches made me suspect that perhaps now is the time to say goodbye, and with this, the white bread trilogy ends...

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