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Just as Coca Cola was vastly successful in inventing and selling the modern-day Santa Claus with his post-industrialization coal-burning factory destroying the ozone layer in the north pole and fleet of underpaid (if at all paid) proletarielves, so the emerald double-tailed Ariel was able to bewitch North America with the PSL spell. Pumpkin Spice Latte - the… Continue reading A Venti Pumpkin Spice Lamentation
It's the ordinary things that seem important to me. This Sunday I enjoyed the rare luxury of having the entirety of an afternoon liberated from any obligation to weigh it down. So I went see the lovely mister Alex Colville at the gallery across the bridge. If you're anyone like me, regardless of the reason… Continue reading On Alex Colville
Yesterday morning as I reached into my bag of cherries, my index fingertip was greeted by a dreadful, wet, squishiness that could only mean one thing: cherry season was over. In a desperate attempt to salvage the remaining cherries from those plagued with sickly brown craters, I quickly separated the good from the bad and… Continue reading Ground Rules
I don't believe in twisting yourself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food you make. Julia Child (1912-2004) Neither do I, Jules. And for that matter, I don't believe in twisting myself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food I eat. Food was, before cloth became fashion, before sticks and stones evolved into… Continue reading confidence, confessions, and a confit recipe
You'll be fine, as long as you do your best, they say. I've lived and sworn by this for my entire life, or at least as soon as I had the slightest clue of what any of those words meant. But lately, I haven't been so sure. What does fine mean? What does my best mean? Is… Continue reading Noodling up your best
Two weeks after Bruce Jenner hit the news stands on the Vanity Fair cover posing as "Caitlyn" Jenner with his newly acquired and sensuously voluptuous curls of hair, full bustier, and barbie-doll waist-to-hip ratio, it seems that the entire world world has been caught in a state of trance, or might I say trans. The case of… Continue reading Cauliflower: “Call me beef.”
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