Back Twenty Years

Fun day in Saint Plotniko. The Grand Central Market in the incredibly spiffed-up Downtown, where Plotnik bought recados (Mexican spice pastes) of green mole and red mole, and smoked chiles, and several pounds of tiny white beans.

Next, they drove to the old neighborhood, where Plot and Duck bought and renovated a tiny house at the bottom of a hill in the early nineties. The people who bought the house are still there, and when Plot stuck his head over the fence Francois saw him and said "Great Plotnik! Come on in!"

So Plot, Duck, Lillian and Mummy P. walked in to what had been a tiny, ancient bungalow and has been renovated into a gracious Japanese style country home. It's still tiny, but less than it was and way prettier.

How nice it was to go back twenty years and remember buying the little house at the probate sale, tearing most of it down, then building it back and selling it to the Chows.

The empty hillside across the street: still empty. There is a lot for sale on the corner...oooh, the idea is tempting. But Plot's not going to call and find out the price. Nope, he's not gonna do it.