October 16, 2010 Leave a comment
He wasn’t keeping up his promises and making too much fun of me, so I said stop and poisoned him.
I cooked a nice meal and invited him over for dinner. Maria Bethânia was on when he arrived, late as usual. I poured some Côtes du Rhône than suggest a romantic relaxing bath: “I just bought some new salts, you should definitely try ‘em. You go first”, I said. He called me once, “Bring some more wine and come over”. That was the last time I heard his voice.
Roast beef with pork liver flavored gravy was superb, but asparagus not as tasty as I wished.
Too bad he couldn’t have a bite. I had twice.