On this late summer day, our doors are flung open to the great outdoors where big billowing clouds float overhead, the clear green water of the canal slides by down below us, and a beautiful breeze blows into the studio. Grilled bangers and big fat tomatoes for lunch today. Henry, the studio dog, watches us intently as we eat. He barks every now and then, as if he needs to remind us that he is there, hoping that something falls on the floor. It brings to mind a cartoon in this week’s New Yorker that shows a genie out of his bottle talking to a dog. The caption reads, “After you wished once for food, you can stop using your other wishes on food.” But this simple lunch is so good, we might squander our wishes, too.