Hobbit party
My friend Cupcake* had a birthday party on Saturday, and chose to indulge his natural hobbit-like tendencies. This meant:
1. Lots of food.
2. Lots of games.
3. He wore a charming hand-knitted waistcoat.
In a shocking twist, I actually attended. Altogether, I was out of my own house for over four hours.
In an even more shocking twist, I ate the same dinner as everyone else. It was stew with dumplings. Since I’ve been eating mainly bread for two months, the consumption of the dumpling was unsurprising. However I was also able to eat the pieces of carrot. . . my first recognisable vegetable since May. CJ was so shocked he took a photo:
Since the party, I’ve eaten potatoes and mushrooms with no ill effects. Thank you, hobbit party, for opening the door.
*not his real name
Felicity Banks 
Ann said,
August 2, 2011 at 4:50 pm
You spoil it by saying its not his real name…..
Louise Curtis said,
August 2, 2011 at 5:18 pm
Ann: Hmph
W said,
August 3, 2011 at 8:55 am
Well, at least she didn’t explain how he got the nickname…
Louise Curtis said,
August 3, 2011 at 4:52 pm
W: Readers can make up their own stories.