Idylls of Cuisine, #64
[A photograph, and nothing more, for silent contemplation.]
[A photograph, and nothing more, for silent contemplation.]
I’ll confess something here: until just recently, I never read Don Quixote, except for snippets here and there. No, thanks …
I’ll admit it: I collect cookbooks like some people collect plastic pigs or miniature silver tourist-spot spoons or wine corks …
[A photograph, and nothing more, for silent contemplation.]
Many times when I walk through the nearby woods, I marvel at all the plants hiding under rotting logs and …
In preparation for certain medical tests (the torturous “tum-and-bum” procedure, I call it), I recently spent five days on an …
[A photograph, and nothing more, for silent contemplation.]
For years, I’ve been carting around a number of books about Chinese medicine and food, fascinated by the ancient linkage …
When the sage comes to life again, after its long, lonely slumber in the freezing winter, I always just stop …
HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY to everyone who’s ever had a mother. (That covers a lot of people, ha, ha!) And a …