There are nights that fit together like puzzles. I’m standing at the stove–it’s 5:00 and there is a coming and going in the house right now which is decidedly unsettled, although also joyous in a sun-through-the-window kind of way. I’m making congee, the thick rice porridge that is thickening in so many kitchens in the…
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bascom lodge
In my mind, the mountains in this county always belong to the writers. There is a mountain at the upper end of Berkshire county called Mount Greylock, and that one is Melville’s. “…nothing less than Greylock, with all his hills about him, like Charlemagne among his peers“. From where he sat at his desk in…
apple bread
Last week, on the day I got this apple bread to just the place I wanted it, I tumbled into the house with the girls post-school and prepared myself to clear off the counters and do the dishes so that I could photograph a few neat slices of the bread on a clean, well-placed plate,…
love
I love your comments so much I want to make a book of them. I want to pin them up on the wall so that I can read them again and again. Thank you for sharing your stories, and your meals, and your love affairs (both failed and long lasting!) Thank you. These last few…
the first time we are together (and a giveaway)
The first time I cooked for Joey, I cooked for him what I would cook for myself alone. (The food of my picky childhood, the quick nutrition that my mother had made for me over and over.) It would have been some day in that fall of 2001, in one of those moments when the…
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