enoch made us dinner last night at his new west end digs. below, his toilet.
it makes more sense once you realize that this sweet cat, one of his two roommates, is named floor (below: floor in foreground, enoch cooking spicy tofu in the background).
boo, one eye/two:
the spicy tofu was amazing, and the hearts game afterward was fun.
and finally, enoch's idea of a hilarious gag gift, a sex book from 1952. i'm pretty sure he gave it to m and me because we are the oldest people he knows. "the book of hope for men and women in or nearing the turbulent years."