Tandoori Midnight, Part One
Sister came for supper last night with me and the Ice Prince. We had Indian. This will be important later.
I.P. did his full repertoire and added Kumbaya, which I didn’t know he knew. Sister taught him to say “Mazel Tom.” Well, that’s how it came out. I.P. asked her to read to him and chose “Grover’s Very Bad Awful Day”, which was either very insightful or very insensitive.
But there’s another story to tell today: