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Gentle rain. Mysterious mist. Comforting trill of wood thrush. Lemon tea. Buttered toast. Fresh raspberry jam. A perfect day to write.
My kitchen smells delicious: perfect project for a rainy afternoon. Warm, caramelized, bourbon peaches. Recipe: tinyurl.com/p9575pu
Storm coming. Sky dark; thunder rumbles. Black coffee. Charred sliced steak piled on buttered bread. Scattered Maldon salt. Waiting.
Celtus is also known as "stem lettuce." You peel it, thinly slice the stem, briefly parboil and stir fry. Very common in Sichuan cooking.
For everyone who's asked: the thick green stalks are celtus.
A terrific new discovery. Things I Love: tinyurl.com/mfx8duz
Glorious morning. The red birds have arrived, flitting through the air. Buttered rye heaped with ripe tomatoes. Shower of salt. Juicy.
Thrilled to say that @ruthreichl & Linn Ullmann will be teaching at Iceland Writers Retreat 2015! bit.ly/1ccPEma #writingworkshops
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Still morning. Outdoor shower. Corn, tomato, basil scrambled into eggs. Big bite of summer. Heading into town: trying to beat the rain.
Sun coming out. Bright red bird flits across the sky. Outside with a perfect peach: sticky fingers. A few sweet things on a bad news day.
Thinking about last night's dinner. This is how to cook a perfect piece of salmon: tinyurl.com/mo4svzb pic.twitter.com/nxhVaemRTd
“Drakes Bay Oyster Company should be held up as a model of how sustainable…” —@david_sheff medium.com/addiction-nati… @AliceWaters @ruthreichl
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Overcast. Chilly. Waiting for the sun. Cold charred steak bone. Scent of aged meat lingers in the air. Fingers black. Cheeks smudged. Happy.
Clear clean morning. Eating black raspberries: sneaky, complex, intriguing. Watching distant nature: explore.org/live-cams/play…
Soft rain just ended. Shimmering mist rising from the valley. Scent of baking bread rushing through the house. Black coffee. Berries. Toast.
Sky gray. Air heavy. Even the birds have gone quiet. Tiny bunny noses at the window. Poached apricots. Splash yogurt. Sunshine in a bowl.
Strange gray day. Air electric. Storm coming? Black beans, rich with pork bones. White rice, scent of jasmine. One perfect fried egg. Salsa!
Beautiful day in the Berkshires. Come see me talk about my novel, Delicious! tonight. 7 PM at The Bookloft in Great Barrington.
Still. Green. Deer nuzzling lawn. Splash of outdoor shower. Tart shock of Icy lemonade. Joy of bright red berries. Summer: pure pleasure.