Contrary to appearances, I have not been run over by a bus. Nor have I moved to an isolated farm in rural Tennessee. Nor have I given up entirely on the idea of eating. No, life has simply been very full lately. Full of rehearsals, and then performances, for a production of the Bacchae. Full of school [...]
It’s that lovely time of year when people are returning from wherever they have scattered for the summer. In spite of the thousand and one ways we have to communicate in the internet age, you inevitably have a lot of catching up to do. Three or four months is a long time, and summer months [...]
Summer abundance. You can glimpse it in the city, if you find the right places. The farmer’s market, the little fruiteries, the little pots of herbs overflowing from fire escapes and balconies. You can taste the change in yogurt and cheese—a butteriness, a brightness that wasn’t there in the hungry days of early spring. But [...]
It’s been soup weather lately—blustery, grey, and cold—and I’ve been craving split pea soup for weeks. Split pea soup has been one of my favourites for a long time. It took me a while to warm up to, mainly because I had read James Marshall’s George and Martha too many times as a child. (It [...]
It’s a grey day. Not so cold as it might be, but grey. The sidewalks have turned into miniature glaciers, and you have to walk up a treacherous hill to get to class. Shuffling penguin-like over the ice flows, you bend your head, eyes fixed on the grey, gritty patches of concrete peeking through. It’s [...]
