Bobbie's Diner Savannah, GA 1998 I don't remember what we ate here -- my mom did all of the eating on this trip because I was newly pregnant and, for the first time ever, didn't want to eat much of anything.
I don't really know if it's the right thing to do, making new life. Kids grow up, generations take their place. What does it all come to? More hills bulldozed and more ocean fronts filled in? Faster cars and more cats run over? Who needs it? --Haruki Murakami