This week is spiraling into one woman's version of hell. I had to go to Connecticut today for full day meetings spent within the most airless room on the planet. Then I must go to Albany tomorrow for two days (although the time will be spent with people I greatly enjoy). I have laundry to do, I need to pack, there's dinner to cook, a day's worth of work e-mails to plow through and demented geriatric cats yowling at me in unison....AND "Top Chef" is on tonight (though I may have to forgo viewing it in favor of a visit to the message boards on a favored blog). Since it's the maid's YEAR off, I fear I won't have the luxury of time tonight to pontificate on the virtues of fashion or whether grits are better with butter or cheese (though trust me, I so much would rather do so). In lieu of that, please enjoy this fine photograph of some delicious meat pies from a food stand in London. More from rugged upstate New York tomorrow.