I’m convinced some angels are sitting around in halos and white gowns noshing on these buttermilk buckwheat pancakes. I imagine the angelic second course would be a luscious béchamel sauce…
Tag: <span>food</span>
Curling around my feet, the steam-wraith from a noxious Paris metro grate. A February drizzle taps my shoulders, dots my scarf, and makes the plastic-wrapped, heat-lamped sidewalk dining areas of…
What a comforting routine now lost in modern times: getting back in the saddle. I imagine that when horses were more than pretty play toys with plastic manes and sparkly…
I carried a warm bundle up the stairs last night, negotiating creaking steps carefully in the dark. From the kitchen, I could hear the gentle swoosh of the dishwasher, and,…
Things I like about technology: instant recipe recall anytime anywhere, driving directions on my phone (no impertinent map to re-fold), ready answers on how many teaspoons are in a packet…