get started with me
The main obstacle I face in getting started on something (and maybe this is just me here, but bear with me) is the feeling that so much [time has gone by, or back-log has accumulated, or stands in my...
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Years ago, my oldest sister lived in a loft apartment all the way west on Canal Street in New York. It was notable for many things: fabulousness, for one, and–in a city famous for instant,...
View Articlethe use of today
Been a bit quiet around here! My apologies. It isn’t exactly as though I haven’t been making useful food. I am back in a period of jam-packed days and short trips away from my family, so I have...
View ArticleI know what you are thinking
Are you thinking about opening the borders of your mind and heart? Listen here. Are you thinking about making a little fuss over a supper that might possibly cause you to dance around with happiness?...
View Articleeating light
I am back. Mostly. I have just spent a week taking care of someone I love who has been very sick for a long time, something a circle of us have been doing in rotation for over a year. We travel,...
View Articleroots of light
Years and years ago, my oldest sister gave me a little dog. On the one hand, it was excellent timing: I had just dealt the final, severing blow to a longtime, fraught relationship and was living...
View Articlebig teas
A little housekeeping first: the subscription link over there in the sidebar finally works. Apologies for the long time when it didn’t. Ice packs for the lump on my head from banging it on the desk...
View Articlepity party close
If, at the end of a long drive home from seeing and tending to your ailing loved one, you embrace the reality that the snot virus you have been dodging all week is your One True Destiny and it is time...
View Articlespoon fed
I will not bore or horrify you with further scenes from the front. No blow-by-blow on the ewe with the prolapse and the vet’s MacGyver-esque repair thereof ( let’s just say he put the “butt” back in...
View Articlegood grief
on west 65th street on Saturday night I’ve made references, here and there in the last year and a half, to traveling near and far to help care for someone I love who was ill. I’ve written a little...
View Articlesandwich generation
In the past few weeks, I’ve been back in travel-to-see-someone-in-the-hospital mode, which is to say the least kind of disorienting. My sense of reality was not helped one thin iota by getting out of...
View Articlethere is a season
It turns out that it is not especially difficult, as a person (admittedly self-diagnosed) of approximately reasonable levels of functional sanity, to become deeply paranoid and want to stay under the...
View Articlecare & feeding
This was the bonfire that burned last night as our friends’ 21 year old son was remembered. There are many sights to give you pause at a funeral for a young person; for me, the droves of stunned...
View Articlethose weasels
I’ll say one thing about moping. You can turn up some interesting stuff on the internet. Let’s not explore how it is that I came to see the story about the fake poodles: Let’s also not, for the...
View Articleawaiting moderation
Well, it has been quite some time since my last confession. There is this little project, which now that spring has sprung is really heating up the family to-do list. It’s spring everywhere, of...
View Articleweed eater
Last night our whole family went to a party, and we danced. My oldest daughter danced with her dad. My little son danced with me. The girls danced with each other, and with their brother, and we...
View Articlea whole lotta cheesecake
I had a post all ready to go for you about cheesecake, because I made one that was intensely tasty, but then we went to New Orleans for the weekend and by the time I got back from that densely caloric...
View ArticleBDN
I grew up in a household of girls, and I went to a girls’ school. How much food growing boys can eat was not really part of my consciousness for the first part of my life. Then I met my husband,...
View Articleminty fresh
My sixth birthday present was a dog, a gentlemanly terrier who was, for the most part, a very easy-going guy. We had been persuaded by someone, maybe the breeder or some wise friend, that a mixture of...
View Articlespringing in the rain
There have been moments this spring that have felt distinctly like winter, and others like deep, late summer. But mostly it has been a long, cool, wet spring. The wee baby fuzzy little peaches seem...
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