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She fell to earth in Berkeley Square

Last year I celebrated Valentine's Day with pizza and The Ladykillers (1955). This year

derspatchel and I went to Mary Chung's and watched Kind Hearts and Coronets (1949). Eventually I'll run out of Ealing comedies, but in the meantime I like this progression.

Starting tomorrow at noon we'll be at the Boston Science Fiction Film Festival's 'Thon, as was the case around this time last year. I will not have my computer on me, since I didn't use it at all last time; I have no idea if we'll make the full twenty-four hours, but if we don't there's always Verna's.

I made a mushroom and spinach frittata tonight from a recipe in the New York Times. Needed more Parmesan, but I am still very impressed by the fact that it actually slid out of the pan in one piece. I thought that was a sort of Julia Child myth.

I am reading Bulgakov's A Country Doctor's Notebook (1927). Most of me still hurts in various directions, but I am content.

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I wish ye a very enjoyable 'Thon!

Congratulations on the successful frittata un-panning.*

I'm glad you're content. Best wishes and hopes for less hurting soon.

*Is that the word? I feel as if there's a better choice, but I can't think of it. Which is a bit embarassing, considering how much writing on the subject of cookery I've read over the years.