Peanut butter, taken apart and put back together
I should tell you first that peanuts are not a novelty in this kitchen. Where I grew up they were…
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The sweets that live on the high shelf
I am writing this the way I would tell it to you over tea, because it is not really a…
Something cold for the hot afternoons
The garden had gone quiet in that heavy way it does on the first really warm afternoon of the year.
A small bowl of pretzel fish on a slow afternoon
Nấm had fallen asleep on the sofa with one shoe still on, the way she does when the afternoon catches…
The little shells that get us through a Thursday
It was one of those evenings when the afternoon got away from me. Nấm had been clinging to my leg…
The rice I keep going back to
Dear friend, It rained most of yesterday, the soft grey kind that doesn't really stop, just thins out for an…
