On Sunday night, my over-educated and underslept roommate Ms. Zeffren pulled an all-nighter. On Monday morning, I found the following gloriously erudite note:
This Is Just To Say
I have eaten [
some]
of the potato dish
that was in
the refrigerator
and which
you were probably
saving
for the week ahead
Forgive me
it was delicious
so flavorful
and so flaky
