“The cold truth is that family dinners are more often than not an ordeal of nervous indigestion, preceded by hidden resentment and ennui and accompanied by psychosomatic jitters.” – M.F.K. Fisher Thankfully, for a change, Mary Frances got it wrong this week. Not only did we host a private family dinner, but it was two,… Read More Family Dinner
I was mucking about in one of our local English language bookstores, just looking for something casual to read (why, I don’t know – I have more books piled up and also loaded on my e-reader than I’ll likely ever get to) when I stumbled across a few books from Diane Mott Davidson. She has… Read More Where Everything is Just Write
“In the old days, it was not called the Holiday Season; the Christians called it ‘Christmas’ and went to church; the Jews called it ‘Hanukkah’ and went to synagogue; the atheists went to parties and drank. People passing each other on the street would say ‘Merry Christmas!’ or ‘Happy Hanukkah!’ or (to the atheists) ‘Look… Read More Summer Santa
“In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.” – Buddha Somewhere on the fringes of my consciousness, a little outpost of creative Asian cuisine has been slowly climbing into the light. I’ve paid no real attention, most… Read More Sky-Eyed Sushi
“Considered good appetite stimulators, radishes actually have very little food value. But they do add tang, texture, color and crunch to meals. Mentioned by Chinese philosopher Confucius back in 479 BC, radishes probably originated in China but are so ancient that their original ancestor is not known. The ancient Greeks ate radishes as well as… Read More Radish Night, Redux
“Food is music to the body, music is food to the heart.” – Gregory David Roberts, author It has been awhile since I’ve been out “clubbing” – and I don’t mean the disco (are they still called discos?) – I just mean going out to a club. Of any sort. It’s not really my thing,… Read More Dances with Friends
“Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory, inaudible as a melody cut in a disc of flesh. A composer lets me hear a song that has always been shut up silent within me.” – Jean Genet Time, once… Read More Dinner for a Vagabond
“I sometimes like to tinker with poems that have failed, ones that I have sent aside. Even years afterward, I will revisit them if there is something about them that I cannot give up on.” – John Barton, poet Over the last five and a half years in BA, I’ve given some reviews, both positive… Read More Revise or Rehash, That’s the Question