Poor lighting, yes, but here is the Wall Crap at Gustav's in Minneapolis. My interview on Tuesday went well, and in celebration my parents, brother, and I went to eat ALL THE FOOD IN THE WORLD at Gustav's. 

We were very entertained by the accordion player, sang along with the Wandering Song and Roll Out the Barrel (a family favorite!) and generally were obnoxious. 

You might not believe me when I said ALL THE FOOD IN THE WORLD, but I assure you it's absolutely true. On one plate I got spaetzle, croquettes, chicken, pork, asparagus, bratwurst, cabbage...well. You get the idea. 

I should be hearing back in the next few days about the interview. Thanks to everyone for the good thoughts, it's amazing how much better you feel when someone is rooting for you.

I don't have much else in my life that's bloggable today, so I'll leave you with a few lines from something I'm working on.

"How do you know my sister," she managed after a moment, surprised her voice didn't betray the shaking inside of her.

He shrugged. "I was trying to help her. She's in a lot of trouble. But after about a month she was gone. Before I could teach her anything really useful, other than just basic mending. Not that she had any natural aptitude for it. But it would have helped."

Knife stared at him, trying to make sense of anything he just said.

"We were in California," he added, completely unhelpfully.

"Oh."