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Diplomacy is the art of saying "Nice doggie" until you can find a rock.


Problems with the InterTubes last night - a slow, tortuous exercise that bought back unhappy memories of dial up - meant that my usual nightly post of one of my offspring wasn't going to happen with the kind of patience unavailable to me after a week of work.

Thus, you get this six week old shot of Ez looking like a Belarussian chef preparing calves tongue in 1976.

Enjoy!
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Frank said…
I find calf tongue way too much like chewing my own tongue after a visit to the dentist. Belorussian? 1976? you have an amazing imagination.
8 August 2009 at 15:18
Tash said…
I am enjoying! How cool is that stove and of course the chef is incomprable.
8 August 2009 at 16:23
Sarah said…
Ooops, I can not see your this post's photo! some of blogspot servers are banned in Iran. I do not know what was our sin that we should stand such behavior in Iran?!
8 August 2009 at 16:36
Dina said…
Sweet Ez.

Really. Last night I finally logged off and went to bed, after getting some weird "Sorry" notice from Google every time I tried to connect to a blog.
This morning I read about the problem in the news.
8 August 2009 at 16:41
Roddy said…
If Ezra is to be the chef de la cuisine, then he can present calf tongues any way he wishes.
9 August 2009 at 16:27
yamini said…
Cute chef!!!
9 August 2009 at 19:44
Kris McCracken said…
Frank, I am a fan of Belarus. I can’t help myself, I blame the Draniki.
10 August 2009 at 09:21
Kris McCracken said…
Tash, the stove was Henry’s birthday present last year, and has proven a winner.
10 August 2009 at 09:21
Kris McCracken said…
Sarah, I can see why the state would want to ban Ezra. He is a strong supporter of Shirin Ebadi. Maybe that has put him on the outer?
10 August 2009 at 09:21
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, it has spread to Israel! I think that his relationship with Yariv Oppenheimer has caused some tension.
10 August 2009 at 09:21
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he likes it raw...
10 August 2009 at 09:21
Kris McCracken said…
yamini, terribly cute,
10 August 2009 at 09:21
Sarah said…
Oh, cute Ez, I can see you now with proxy! Thank you for your good support! ;)
10 August 2009 at 16:08
Kris McCracken said…
Sarah, I am glad that Ezra is coming through!
11 August 2009 at 09:12
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