Entries from CelinaBean tagged with 'Provincetown'

Hot soup on a hot day?

The drumsticks started it. I opened the fridge around noon and there they were staring up at me, their skin brown and black and rippled from last night's grilling. Soup, they whispered. No way, I replied. It's, like, 85 degrees out, and I want to go swimming. So do we,... (read the rest)