Bourbon balls, and an old Christmas memory.
Best standing rib roast ever, Billy Buck’s take on flying, a reprise of musing about horizons.
A roundup of free-for-all observations under the influence of nasty microbes, with a great egg recipe and a look back at how the red Sox fell apart in the bottom of the 10th inning at Shea Stadium against the Mets in Game 6 of the 1986 World Series. Blame it on Rich Gedman.
A reprise of my crowd-cheering pasta sauce for canning, simple and not too exhausting. And introducing BILLY BUCK, my new novel.
Perfectly acceptable turkey tetrazzini, strategies for leftovers, and going on leave for a few months.
Adventures and misadventures with horses, east and west.
Great fluffy crisp salt cod fritters… and once again, introducing the turbo-encabulator.
This is a repost, but I couldn’t resist. I saw the photo again and my stomach started yipping like a New Mexico coyote… Weird, mouth-watering New Mexico Back to New Mexico again, the unrivaled epicenter of wackiness in the U.S if not the entire planet, Ground Zero for the brilliant and bizarre, spectacular and spooky, […]
A brief sojourn to a town far, far away to the north – as far as you can go without a passport – to watch sled dogs race and marvel at 200 inches of snowfall.
a potpourri of stuff – Maine greetings, guitar dreams, Batzina butternut pie… read on.