I COULDN’T POSSIBLY EAT ANOTHER THING

But it’s only some noodles…

Well, maybe some noodles I could eat.

Just what you need after Thanksgiving, a recipe for more food.

So let’s keep it light with a sneak peak at another new release from Instant Noodles, a poem by Delaware’s own 8th wonder of the world, and a heck of a great writer, Robert Fleming. You’re going to want to try his Recipe for Hard Noodles.

But, keep it on the downlow; it’s a secret.

So here’s the password: NOODLESHARD

Why are we giving away poetry for free, and early?

Because you’re special to us.

Thanks so much for your support.

Love~ Di and Dave

OH, THE HORROR, ON DELMARVA LIFE!

ROBERT FLEMING

Humans adapt. It’s what we do and why we’ve managed to survive generation upon generation.

The latest global pandemic has, if nothing else, shown that many among us can, in fact, work virtually, full-time without any noticeable loss in production or quality. To this end, Skype, Teams, WebEx, and numerous other video conferencing platforms have been proved to be more essential than ever before. Probably none more so than Zoom.

If you haven’t been in a Zoom meeting in the past ~400 days, then consider yourself lucky. To those of us who have been less fortunate, we present to you “Final Zoom Meeting” by Robert Fleming. It’s quite possible that after reading Mr. Fleming’s piece, you may never want to log into a teleconference again.

We hope you enjoy.