Saturday, May 19, 2007
I Have Found It!
After feeding the kids, he was still frying up some of the stuff in the kitchen (our house still smells like a Chinese restaurant), and tasted what looked like a particularly nice and crisp steak fry. He exclaimed Eureka! and waxed poetic about how he had discovered the perfect french fry.
Amira piped up from the dining table: "Paperika?"
I said no, not Paprika, he said Eureka.
Amira: I'm not Reka!
The randomizer strikes back.