“Winter then in its early and clear stages, was a purifying engine that ran unhindered over city and country, alerting the stars to sparkle violently and shower their silver light into the arms of bare upreaching trees. It was a mad and beautiful thing that scoured raw the souls of animals and man, driving them …
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“November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.” –Emily Dickinson in a letter to Elizabeth Holland Reading: This essay from Michael Chabon on Thanksgiving is perhaps the best thing I’ve ever read about the holiday. It appeared in Bon Appetit a couple of years ago, and I’m making it an annual read. Also, …
Appetite was accompanied by emotional salivation, proving that food for the body and the spirit are closely allied in the sediment of travel… Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World, translated by Robyn Marsack I don’t have much to say this week. Dan is at a conference in Las Vegas, and I came along with …
Well, we moved. All of the kitchen boxes are unpacked (finally!), but we’re still living in a pile of boxes. It takes so much energy to figure out where everything goes. I’ve been attempting to intuit homes for all of our possessions. Some are easy. The plates, clearly, go here. That’s the silverware drawer. But …
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables Listening: Have you listened to Serial yet? It’s every bit as compelling as you’d expect longform true crime reporting from This American Life’s Sarah Koenig to be. Speaking of longform journalism and podcasts, the Longform podcast is …
It’s been one of those weeks where I haven’t wanted to cook. It happens. Even to me. Instead, I’ve wanted to luxuriate in summer, put my feet up, watch the Tour de France, eat ice cream treats and raspberries and cherries and peaches and plumcots from the market. I spent last week on vacation in …