
Waiting for the Muse to Skype
Lily harbored a den of coyotes in her back yard. They went about their nocturnal haunts stealthy-like, unless they were circling to prey and then they raised all hell. Yelps… Read more Waiting for the Muse to Skype →
Lily harbored a den of coyotes in her back yard. They went about their nocturnal haunts stealthy-like, unless they were circling to prey and then they raised all hell. Yelps… Read more Waiting for the Muse to Skype →
Mama Gabriella’s Sicilian Christmas Pie (Lemon Ricotta Torte) Lighter than a cannoli, kind of like a Southern Chess Pie but more delicious… You can use your favorite flaky pie dough… Read more Ready to bake some pies? This one has nothing to do with Mildred Pierce, but it’s perfect for the holidays →
I look at images like this and I remember my grandmother’s house. The teenagers in my life get the same glazed look they exhibit whenever I turn the channel to… Read more Over the L.A. river and through the wood to Grandmother’s house we go… →
After his beloved Lillian died Mr. MacMurray was fortunate to find June Haver, with whom he had a wonderful marriage and adopted two more children. I don’t know who did… Read more Thanksgiving pumpkin pie – from the kitchen of Fred MacMurray and June Haver →
For editors, for digital savants, for connoisseurs of scent, for kind hearts around the world, for book clubs, and for this thing we call the Internet. The places we go,… Read more I am thankful for you… →
Hello dear readers, This in no way resembles what the house looks like in real time. By this point I have become the person who the child refers to… Read more Reprise: Thanksgiving at our house… →
Marlene Dietrich’s Zabaglione “Mix three yolks of eggs with three tablespoons of sugar until the mixture is creamy and whitish. Then add a bit more than half a cup… Read more Dining with Dietrich →