Tuesday, July 15, 2008

The land of the rooftop garden

Big sky country.



With plenty of water.




Herds of wild cabs.




Soaring mountains.




Treacherous canyons.




Upland swamps.



And Fiorello's. Where they will give a girl on her own a glass of Moscato d'Asti for dessert.


4 comments:

  1. LOL, you must try TLOTR... Canyons, wild cabs, upland swamps... Oh, and the food. You obviously hail from the same town. ;-)

    "They were washed and in the middle of good deep mugs of beer when Mr. Butterbur and Nob came in again. In a twinkling the table was laid. There was hot soup, cold meats, a blackberry tart, new loaves, slabs of butter, and half a ripe cheese..." [From At the Sign of the Prancing Pony, Book One] Yum.

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  2. I'm not sure that Butterbur and Nobs wouldn't be beaten up in this town...But I like the idea of new loaves...

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  3. Ha! Delightful "wilderness" you find yourself in the midst of....

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  4. Oh my goodness, giddy heights. I would need that coffee for sure, to calm my nerves. x

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