For Mother's Day, we took my mother to the Sackler Museum at Harvard and then to dinner at Brasserie JO. There were snails in garlic butter and paintings from Isfahan. The maƮtre d' gave her an African violet in a pot. We came home and watched several episodes of Night Court. I am given to understand today was a success.
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