A Mouth Full of Booger
Slowly and carefully, Greg and I chewed, on the verge of both laughter and disgust as we tried to put a name to what it was we were tasting. “It’s like a bad taco,” Greg said. “Tequila or margaritas —...
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What you are witnessing here, folks, would be what they call “getting back on the horse.” After the smoke, the blackened loaves, the almost-blazing defeat that was my attempt to make ciabatta last...
View ArticleBarley Water: Daffodils, Spring & An Ode to Mary
Cancer has been on my mind a fair bit recently — not too many mornings ago, I awoke to the worst news. A dear friend and longtime mentor had passed away. Another victim of breast cancer. The world...
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