My next door neighbor, James, came by about an hour ago to say he was cooking a turkey and giving out plates to people, including us. I said I don't eat meat but that Paul would be happy to eat it. James said he'd fix a veggie plate for me. Just a few minutes ago he came by with our plates, rushing in and out. The plate had some beans with an odd flavor, corn bread, broccoli, and some stuffing. I didn't eat the stuffing because I don't know where it's been...
I'm glad he brought them by, though. Paul is really at the end of his resources, it seems.
