This has been an eventful week at the Bistro.

I had to give up the other job, the book-seller one, the one that supports me financially(albeit half-heartedly).
It was certainly not the best of situations, but I will miss all the friends I have there, many of whom are incredibly dear to me.
It also means that after Christmas Eve, I will be unemployed. This means that the Bistro will be spending a bit of time on the road until we find out where we are going. If any of you out there knows a business which needs a philosopher, please let me know.
I also am a pretty good baker, and a fine cook, and, yes: the Doctor makes house calls.

Allons!

Secondly, we bid a sad farewell to our interns–although you may still be hearing stories and ideas for a while. I might have more time to write, since I will no longer be choreographing squirrels. How we could get from Lucretius to fainting goats to singing Finnegan’s Wake, all in less than 90 seconds, was mystifying. Still, in spite of all the things Wode says, I will miss them, and the energy they brought with them.

Finally, apparently, if you do a google image search for “mountain walk,” one of the first dozen or so pictures to come up is from the Bistro website.
This week, the publishing house Giangiacomo Feltrinelli Editore srl. in Milan contacted us, and we have sold the image “Roan Mountain Walk 022” to them to use for the cover of a reprint of Pino Cacucci’s Camminando.
It was a week of sad goodbyes, and of the terror of new journeys, but, on the other hand, it was also the week that Dr Bear became an Italian Cover-boy.

Imagine that.