Sometimes when I don’t know what to write, I feel lost. I stand up and sit down with the hope that the brief change of elevation will bring words to the right place in my brain. I write something and delete it. Write and delete it. I blame it on the music and change my…
Archives for 2013
first of the month: the hopeful balloon of summer
This week started wet and cold and then got hot, hot–so much so that it immediately became hard to go to the bank or the library or even to drive through town as we do on the way home from school without the girls saying that we just must get ice cream, because mommy it is just…
we can always talk about yogurt
I never get sick of talking about yogurt. My (very kind and brilliant) agent gets on my case about this, so much so that I can hear his voice in my head as soon as I launch into my story about the magic of home culturing with anyone who wants to know how I got…
lemon curd
Joey gave me a lemon tree for my last birthday. It went right into the kitchen next to the sunniest window, and ever since then I’ve been feeding it, singing to it, and showing it off to guests like a proud parent. My reward was an explosion of blooms that released a smell so sweet…
win win
I’m a few days away from a proper post, but I couldn’t keep you in suspense any longer on the whole cast iron dutch oven situation, especially when you were so generous with your roast chicken recipes. The winner of the perfect pan for the perfect chicken is Elizabeth Beattie, who, like so many of…
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