Author Archives: Carol

I spoke too soon…

As if to proclaim me a liar-liar-pants-on-fire, the arbor vine has decided to put on one heck of a show and gift us with a bounty of grapes. If you’ll recall, just a few weeks ago I bemoaned those dried, … Continue reading

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A Fistful of Spaghetti

My mother died on the Winter Solstice, for whatever you make of that, and we buried her two days before Christmas on a stunningly beautiful afternoon. Both Andy and I spent the rest of this winter being sick with one … Continue reading

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Plan B & Volunteers: Dinner is Still Served

Tiny grape embryos flecked off the vine and into the palm of my hand today, as miserly and insubstantial as grains of sand, victims of a one-two punch: an unseasonably hot spring and ongoing drought. Just a few days ago … Continue reading

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Romanesco Romance

Right now there’s a deluge going on here in Southern California, something we should be happy about, seeing as we’re in the midst of a beastly drought that threatens to destroy crops and livelihoods. But rain like this is troubling … Continue reading

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In Praise of the Sides

I hate turkey. There. I’ve said it. Does this make me a Thanksgiving Grinch? When I was a kid my family only ate turkey on Thanksgiving and Christmas, and we ate it at a relative’s house. I was never impressed … Continue reading

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