Adventures of Barnaby Sandwich
| Friday, September 21, 2007 5:37PM | | | | The Proust is in the Pudding | Posted By: Will Heinrich
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| | Remembering how much he had enjoyed his high school French class, Barnaby recently bought a copy of Du côté de chez Swann. Feeling very well satisfied with himself, he slipped the unopened book into his pocket and went downstairs to Two Boots.
As he stood in line, his eyes affixed themselves like ancient stars to one particular red wedge: it was covered in tiny shrimps that promised the languor of New Orleans leavened by the sere romantic malice of the sea. His mouth began to water, as it had when, as a child, he had reverently watched his mother pour a can of Progresso minestrone soup into a saucepan on the stove. But the red of that soup, in his memory,... | | | | | | | |
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Barnaby Sandwich is a great, soft, sensitive, passionate, shifty, politically radical, artistically extreme, slightly grimy friend-in-need who will fill the pockets of his corduroy jacket with stolen hors d'oeuvres if you don't watch him like a hawk. I send him out on my behalf because as a rule I don't like people.
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