December 2010
9 posts
She sent for one of those squat, plump little cakes called “petites madeleines,” which look as though they had been moulded in the fluted valve of a scallop shell. And soon, mechanically, dispirited after a dreary day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with...
Watchsportspage:
Nate Robinson and Paul Pierce try to decide who’s a better shooter by shooting popcorn into a sleeping Shaq’s mouth.
(This video is two months old, but I just saw it)
