Stonewart seems like a pretty good name for this type of appalling approach to working with stone. You're supposed to work with stone, not against it. These stones were crying out not to be used this way. The fact that they were trapped in this column should have been a warning to us. We were trying out a new place in town to have lunch. The food was awful there. I think this is just another example of how the universe is always trying to make contact with us and send helpful clues all along the way, if we just pay attention.
