At Thanksgiving, we'd buy a bag of oysters
and leave them outdoors. The boys would broil them in
the oven with different toppings. Oysters Rockefeller.
Oysters Bienville. Oysters Non Para Gringo. With jalapeño
peppers. One year I cooked roast turkey, roast duck, a leg of lamb,
and made a cassoulet out of white beans and smoked sausage and leftover
turkey and duck and lamb meat, man was it good. It was delicious.
Stalking the blue-eyed scallop. Stalking the wild asparagus.
I taught my boys to cook. And wash the dishes.
I was the househusband. A family needs one.
Boys need a beatnik for a role-model.
Not just Uncle Potter.
He was a househusband, too.
Suzette had one before it was cool.