DIRTY LAUNDRY

My friends who have children talk about how they are always doing laundry, but I have to say that owning a restaurant, I feel like I’m the one who’s always doing laundry. The laundry machine is constantly running. Yes, my sainted mother helps out by doing several loads a week at her place. But she’s out of town until Tuesday and so it’s back to how it used to be before she moved to the Creek: take the laundry up to my apartment after barVino closes, wash the basket of dirty napkins and hand towels, dry in small batches (makes the napkins come out with nary a wrinkle), separate into color coordinated piles while watching something on t.v. and then fold neatly. Repeat each night until I die can afford to pay someone to do it for me.