What can YOU say in six sentences?
It is just a can of stewed tomatoes, the Italian kind, seasoned with spices, a round can with a simple label, the Safeway brand.
And yet... it opens up a world of possibilities, ideas, smells, dishes simmering in my mind, and the three huge zucchinni beside the cutting board are already chopped and sauteed in my imagination.
We all want to be brilliant, don't we, or at least good at what we do, able to string together words that will be accepted and advertised and put between delicious covers to grace spotlighted shelves.
And there will be checks, of course, fat ones, big ones, with lots of zeros, and we'll buy an iPad and put new tires on the truck and eat caviar.
There will be a book tour and someone will carry our bags and bring us flowers and sparkling water.
But then, it is just a can of stewed tomatoes, and I'd rather sink the wheel of the can opener into the seam with a sigh, melt butter and sizzle garlic and boil pasta than try to put those words on the page.