archives

things I love

This category contains 66 posts

…love, from a different perspective…

Someone once said (and I am paraphrasing), that writing a book is like taking a long distance trip at night. Your headlights only shine so far – a very scant distance – and yet you go, without really knowing all that lies ahead. You can see only a little bit in front of you. Really, … Continue reading

…cookbooks…

I am working, yet again, on a cookbook. It has been a great thing to be doing, and certainly with the person I am doing it with, as they are someone who lives with and meets deadlines. There is no screwing around with this one, and as a result I am actually progressing towards a … Continue reading

…cathecting upon cassoulet…

I am always, in the back of my mind, pondering things such as cassoulet. I ponder about cassoulet for reasons other than eating it; it is a small journey, as all good cooking should be, taken in the kitchen with things you make and collect over the course of weeks and months leading up to … Continue reading

…the joy of getting old…

“Beware when casting out your demons, lest you lose the best thing in you” (F. Nietzsche) I can’t help but think lately, that I really like getting older. I’ve changed – though maybe not at all really – maybe I’m just getting better at being myself. Or maybe I’m just getting lazy enough to become … Continue reading

…wine cured bacon…

I am sometimes in need to totally withdraw from life as I know it. I’ve found that over the years people do not quite get this or understand what it means or why I need it. Maybe it is a character flaw – or maybe it is a flaw in people who don’t understand it. … Continue reading

…musing about my muse…

Life is beautiful in that it unfolds in ways you never quite imagine it will. Often there is grief and pain and it seems as if it is all one big shit pile – ein haufenmist (die schönheit!) – when suddenly lovely flowers grow out of it. In fact, that idea alone; that flowers really … Continue reading

…roasting quails, and other thoughts…

It is a first for me to find, let alone try and figure what to do with quails – they are tiny! They are fragile and yet very long and svelte. I found them one day in the local Asian/Mexican grocery store I stop in every week to buy ducks and other odd bits of … Continue reading

…guinea pig ‘T’…

I seemingly start out prefacing these blog posts with, “I have no idea why…”, but in this case, I have no doubt. It is a fun approach to life which I never really knew what to call it until I began reading a bit more about Buckminster Fuller. I always am inspired by his approach, … Continue reading

…the art of delusional thinking…

I am always amazed when people comment about how I am, seemingly, ‘good’ or adept at doing a particular thing – even things I don’t necessarily enjoy. Implying that I seem to have some innate talent or that I make things look easy. It makes me laugh a bit, because deep down, I know, I … Continue reading

…hotdogs…

One day, Buddha finds himself in New York City. He suddenly realizes an unquenchable desire to experience what it is to eat a hot dog. He walks over and joins the line up to the cart, savoring all of the different aromas swirling about his head – the wet asphalt, the steaming buns, hot dogs … Continue reading