Sunday, February 7, 2010

Adam and Eve on a raft

I haven't heard this phrase for years. My father, a printer in downtown Minneapolis, would fix this on Sunday mornings when I was a young child. It was his favorite breakfast. Two poached eggs on toast. Hmmm. It's Sunday.

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