Monthly Archives: December 2013

NEW YEAR’S THOUGHT. I haven’t made a Resolution in years, and don’t intend to start. But I heard it suggested adopting a New Year’s “theme,” such as Maitri. It’s Sanskrit; means gentle, loving kindness toward oneself. I’m in.

I love soups, even in summer, and make my own from whatever’s in the fridge or freezer, (preferably my own) – usually all vegetables, but now and then some fish or chicken, maybe shrimp. Sometimes from a recipe, but often not … Continue reading →

I thought I’d thrill myself today with a soup (or suppe) from a cookbook called The Lost Norwegian. I should have known when the recipe said to add a cup of barley that the results would confirm my long-held fears — … Continue reading →

I was just perusing a House Beautiful magazine — which alone I find hard to defend — and came across reference to what they called an “occasional table.”  An occasional table?    What; on Tuesdays it turns into a suitcase?

Three years ago, after Bride died, I put up a Christmas tree for “our” new home, and got out the ornaments, but just couldn’t go any further. I flew out to Boulder to be with her daughter, and her young … Continue reading →

Whenever I use an automatic check-out machine at the supermarket, a voice from the Other Side says, “Congratulations! Your Stop & Shop card has been accepted!” Well, Damn. I love acceptance as much as the next fellow, mind you, but … Continue reading →