Evening Post

I have spent the afternoon and early evening reading Robertson Davies, specifically What's Bred In The Bone, the second novel in his Cornish Trilogy. Unlike the university trappings of the first novel, this is a more a document of mystical childhood which is strike one in my book but I am curious. I have read 160 pages today. my stomach is now full. The last statement was in regards to huevos rancheros and not Canadian literature.