A delicious, serendipitous meal with great company.
Life is good.
Clean up is simply straightforward. Lifting the salad bowl from the dish drainer set up an unexpected chain reaction: Oh-oh!
The drainer tipped.
The plates slid to one end.
I dropped the wooden bowl and tea towel, grabbing for the plates.
The steak knives catapulted into the air and came raining down like a volley of arrows let loose by an ambushing enemy.
The main casualty was my left great toe--stabbed to the bone.
The moral of this story is this:
Sometimes I am my own worst enemy.