Apr
20th
Mon
20th
Some Creep’s Brave Magic
A great, green, dripping peninsula detaches and is a ferry. Peninsula Ferry has its own beach cove, the waters of which are not subject to the ferry’s movement through the larger ocean. We pay to go into the museum, where I watch a woman cracking thousands of eggs into a large bowl. This gives me an idea - I whip up a bowl of strawberry cupcake batter. I slowly eat it on the beach, enduring the concerned stares of my group. Why isn’t she sitting with us? Is it ok to eat a bowl of batter? What about raw eggs?
