I forgot to mention that Sheet-Pan Potatoes of the Apocalypse are really good. It’s my first recipe — if you can call it that — and they were great the first day, even better the second. The monsoons have started, so I’m going to keep rolling with the cooking. Here’s what I’m making now: Improvisational […]
This was the best weekend ever. It was also the worst. On Saturday, I talked to my sister again, and ended the conversation feeling agitated and unhappy. I asked her why parents are so worried about keeping kids home — I know what I read in the papers, but obviously I can’t relate. She said […]
They both take a sip. Inglorion doesn’t know what to expect, so he’s surprised at the subtle layering of flavor: Salted lemon, tart mango, the wild honey and its comb, piercingly sweet. Then there’s the wine itself, which is dark, smoky, redolent of licorice and cherries. “That’s very good,” he says cautiously. They sit there […]
Over the spring and early summer, the pullets grow into young hens, Inglorion finishes the Thousand Nights and One Night, and both households’ crops mature. Brutus gives Inglorion a tobacco plant and teaches him how to cultivate it. Summer settles in, and it’s as bad as everyone says. Worse, since predictions and warnings are abstract, […]
