It’s Easter there already.
The sun never sets on the New World.
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Scratching the grey whiskers away
Nearly ready for next week…
No joke
Not every April Fool’s Day has to be chockablock with foolishness.
Spring chickens
Dear Feastlings, I’m feeling good about things, because it seems like everyone, little by little, is inching their way toward happiness, or at the very least, away from dread. Even the emails I’ve gotten in response to my own that voice dissent have a courteous tone to them, something I haven’t seen in years. (You’d […]
Mmmm… my words.
Delicious words.
The breather I’m taking, and the wine I’m tasting
Dear Feastlings, I’m tired, as I imagine the whole crew at Feast is. Some of us have been knocking out Passover food, some of us have been readying two days’ worth of wine tastings, some of us have been planning half a dozen upcoming events, or deep-cleaning the kitchen, or lining up the next half […]
A cure for tired fingers
Grip the stem gently, and with grace.
It’s only political to some of you.
I’m just trying to do what I think is the right thing. That’s all.
My own worst enemy
Boy, do I need to pull it together.
Glamour and romance, and also water heaters.
Time to get crackin’ again.