A few notes on writing, cooking, working, reading, from the long, hot month of May.
Category Archives: Really, I like cooking
Dinner with Ronnie.
You need grappa, he said, and walked away. We shifted uncomfortably, uncertain about what would happen next. We were ready to go, just unable to make our bodies move. Abbiocco. And now we couldn’t leave without being rude.
The good earth.
The impetus for the experiment was a note from my friend Frank, who will be surprised, I suspect, by this news, mostly because he sent the note more than two years ago, but also because he will be generally surprised (though, I hope, not annoyed) to find himself mentioned here. Frank lives mostly on the…
If I can cook dinner, so can you.
The cold truth is that there simply is not enough time to do it all. For this very reason, as you may remember, once upon a time, I used to make a weekly dinner plan. Which is what I’d really like to talk about, just for a bit, not too long. Also, buried at the…
#amwriting
Yep, #amwriting; still at it. So, yep, it’s going to be another re-run post this week, albeit with just a few tiny edits. But before we get to that, I have a few random happy things to share, apropos of nothing, really. Good things are just good things. Three Things Worth Sharing This Week Kid…
