Refrigerator, August 2013
I’ve thought about this Hemingway sentence for years: “On the smoking skillet he poured smoothly the buckwheat batter.”
The goal was visual, I think. All the more reason to like “Big Two-Hearted River.” Canned spaghetti and beans soon to celebrate. (I think well-read brother Pat tried it before I did).
“He opened and emptied a can of pork and beans and a can of spaghetti into the frying pan.”
“I’ve got a right to eat this kind of stuff, if I’m willing to carry it,” Nick said.