On Gucamole

Living with an aspiring chef/tweenager gourmet has its perks. When he perfects something—bahn mi or refried beans, hummus, tomato sauce—we really are pretty darn golden (and delightfully full) in our household. Sometimes, his ideas don’t...

At Odds

I’ll ‘fess up straight away. Since the news of Japan’s nuclear crisis, I’ve been trying to avoid the news. I mean to say, I’m not reading every story or watching the news or streaming video. I’m seeing headlines in newspaper boxes,...

Regarding

Sunday morning, Massachusetts: it’s 23 degrees outside and there are just a few tired patches of snow left. I hear birdsong. How impossibly magical is it that a morning ago I woke to the fullest orange moon hovering in the charcoal grey sky above the ocean?...