Chilled white wine and plates of pickles, down on Orchard Street
Repetitive viewings at an early age taught me all I needed to know about kerchiefs and convents, handsome widowers, the humble, and the very grand. Last night, Shirah and I dined like Von Trapps at Cafe Katja.
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My god, I am also a HUGE fan of The Sound of Music. Embarrassingly big fan.
This is a safe space, EW. No embarrassment allowed. We have small dogs and we were reared on The Sound of Music. Say it loud, say it proud.
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