New Year’s eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on ...
Nutella, Jam, or Frangipane Brioche Flower Bread
“Why do you keep eating bread and jam,” asked Father, “when you have a lovely egg?” “I like bread and jam,” said France, “because it does not slide off your spoon in a funny way.” - Russell Hoban, Bread and Jam for Frances Sometimes I feel a bit like Frances, eating bread and jam as much and as often as I do. ...
Pear Jam Tart with buttered caramelized pears
When bounteous autumn rears her head, he joys to pull the ripened pear. - John Dryden Pear season arrives and intensifies as hotel low season sets in, as the rhythm slows, and as autumn materializes in a haze of morning brume and a carpet of sodden, fallen leaves. We arrive at the producer's barn-like warehouse after ...
Pan dei Morti or Bread of the Dead Cookies
For much of the Western world, the cool, golden days of autumn mean Halloween, grinning jack o’ lanterns and pumpkin pie, tiny ghosts, goblins, and fairy princesses digging into paper bags heavy with candy and caramel popcorn balls or bobbing for apples amid the crunch of fallen leaves in shades of copper, amber, sage. For ...
Feeding Michael and a Conversation about Food
Autumn arrives, and I quietly say goodbye to another summer as I use up the last of the strawberries and raspberries that I had judiciously bagged and frozen in July to make fragrant batches of jam. We collect the last of the sweet tomatoes from our garden, along with crisp cucumbers and a couple of ...
September 15
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars. – Og Mandino September 15 is the anniversary of the death of my brother, Michael. It has been 8 years since we lost him. 8 years is a long time and so much happens in ...
Orange Appeal the cookbook
“Lives there one with taste so dead, who never to ‘hisself’ hath said, I can’t bear to suck an orange?” and answered, “Guess not!” - Chicago Daily Democratic Press February 18, 1854 (quote from Waverly Roots’ Eating in America) Moroccan-Spiced Orange Slices in Orange Blossom Water Citrus season, that lovely, graceful Florida season sandwiched somewhere between the last of the ...
Pablo’s Real Spanish Gaspacho
Organizing is what you do before you do something, so that when you do it, it is not all mixed up. - A. A. Milne Our apartment takes up about a third of the hotel's first floor (one flight up, overlooking the courtyard garden on one side of the building, street level on the other). Our ...
Clams in White Wine
Where liberty dwells, there is my country. - Benjamin Franklin The rattle of cars across the gravel of the courtyard below floats through the windows on the breeze like the distant roar of ocean waves. The shade washes over me, soothing, cooling, the shutters pulled closed against the searing heat. Voices on the street, the distant ...
Father’s Day
I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren't trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom. ― Umberto Eco, Foucault's Pendulum My father taught me to use a slide rule. My father taught me the patience, the passion, the precision, the pleasure that goes ...