tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184312.post6491494809874490477..comments2013-06-02T22:48:43.025-04:00Comments on Family Dinner: Who is This Man and Why Will I Read Anything He Writes?Debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12393966900434011827noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184312.post-78780606378183038172007-04-25T09:39:00.000-04:002007-04-25T09:39:00.000-04:00Hey, how did I miss this post for so long? Anyway,...Hey, how did I miss this post for so long? Anyway, it's a good one! Two comments.<BR/><BR/>1. Yup, peanut butter balls. 1979 or so? You Berkeley gal, you.<BR/><BR/>2. One of Iris' Murdoch's novels is narrated by a gentleman (sorta) who retires (sorta) to a cottage by the sea. The guy can't cook, but Murdoch provides many loving descriptions of wonderful tinned delicacies served up on toast. I think this fits both categories B and C.SF Mom of Onehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08054286576747874201noreply@blogger.com