Ciao, all. It’s been a good ride.
A great, fiery flaming dessert dish, and some thoughts on our country’s hidden corners and quiet faces — America’s nooks and crannies all around us.
I get really annoyed when I buy beef and cook it perfectly and it has no flavor. That’s why we buy almost all our meat products at Wiggins Meat Market in Rockland. Angus! All steer beef! But there’s a hitch: Rte 73 roadwork is discouraging people from buying there…
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.
How one song turned my head around in Portugal some years ago, and a farewell to my readers as I bid adieu to “Journeys Over a Hot Stove.”
Longitudinal musings – from the Maritimes to the American West, where, author Bill Bryson states, “people like to shoot things.”
Dipping my toes ever so slightly into a restaurant review – featuring newly opened North Beacon Oyster in Rockland. Great bivalves!
A slightly modified repost of remembering a rollicking night of excess just doing my job as a journalist and TV writer, the story of John and Marge Fairservice’s survival on a rock in the ocean, plus a delicious warm-me-up potato dish provided by my daughter-in-law Gillian.
Fun and fragrant baked stuffed clams, addicts I have known or met, and some clear thinking on Ranked Choice Voting.
Meeting Henry and Margaret for the first time (though they didn’t meet us till later), and an often-overlooked fabulous breakfast dish: shirred (or baked) eggs.