Let’s face it. We who write do nothing all day long. That is unless you consider mud wrestling with demons, chain-smoking, day drinking, chatting up shop clerks, and beating down majestic mountains of towering doubt to squeeze out 2 good pages – something! I suspect that is why I cook. Consider the ingredients for this
I fly a lot! It is my happy place and my favorite time of the day. I crave being up in the air. The longer the flight the better. I never open my laptop. I do not connect to wireless. I think. I scribble. And I read. Inevitably, about food. What is it about the
Spring is in the air and that can only mean one thing. Love. Well, and also food, farmer’s markets, the first ramps and garlic shoots. Flowers. Sunshine. Holding hands and walking in the park. Go ahead, call me a romantic. I am hopeless. FOOD FOR MARRIAGE is not your daily rag. We do not provide
Leif Enger’s debut novel, PEACE LIKE A RIVER, has a single page that has left me leveled for the past 10 years. So like other PEACE devotees, I snapped up Enger’s latest work, VIRGIL WANDER, wondering if he could do it again. Let’s just cut to the chase. If you liked GARP, grab a hot
