Heidi‘s pumpkin pie for breakfast today, finishing off the whipped cream as well. Ate it all while washing up the last of the champagne glasses.
The Post Sunday inserts arrived a day early and, flipping through the magazine, I came upon Slices of Life, something I styled for them a few months back. Nice pies, the lot.
Allison Dinner took lovely shots. Just a millicentimeter below the apex of the pies, the next pinnacle of that day was our lunch from Amsterdam Falafel. That’s Allison on the Amsterdam page, in fact.
On to a turkey and cranberry sauce sandwich. With just a smear of mayonnaise on both slices to stick the turkey in place. I’m whupped beyond whupped today, with nap on the brain. My brain feels like a heavy clump of cranberry-sauce-and-pie-stained tablecloths. Long nap.
The Lunch Encounter 