San Francisco has its de Young Museum, but we may just need to begin our own deYong Museum here in Angaston. Maybe the deYong Museum of Pilfered Teaspoons.
Despite the celebrations a week ago, today is Jamie’s real birthday. We had dinner with the Mustards and then went back to their home for dessert.
“I know you said no gifts,” Lisa said, “but we couldn’t resist buying you this one.”
Jamie opened the box and started laughing. So did I when she turned it around to show me the gift inside — fourteen beautiful little souvenir teaspoons to add to Jamie’s pile of booty stolen from restaurants and hotels around the world.
The deYong Museum needs a sign that says “On permanent loan from the Jamie Collection” next to the teaspoons.
What a great, thoughtful, hilarious gift. Many thanks from Jamie to the Mustard clan.