To this day

Today our little family attended a brunch thrown by our friend who is also nick-named Molly. She's the kind of gal who likes leopard prints and cats'-eye glasses and I was intrigued by the tin ceiling in her kitchen. It had windows in it, with old insulation bearing down on the glass under the tarred roof. They must have covered them over during the black-out of WWll. My house on 24th Street and one on Maryland Avenue had blacked out sky lights. Molly's house also had some fancy bakelite light fixtures with small round mirrors behind them throughout the first floor. I liked them even more than the creme brulee and cherry lambic.