My dog Jesse arranges himself in afternoon sunlight while I work. When I try out lines of dialogue, he’ll listen but keeps his counsel. Wherever in the house I give him biscuits, he brings them here to eat on his…
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Opi in the wintertime
Here is an image of Opi much as we saw it on our first visit for cross-country skiing. I’m not much of a skier, but walking in the late afternoon in those quiet streets that so quickly become mountain trails,…
Making limoncello
At the home of our friend Anamaria outside Naples, my husband Maurizio sharpens the knife to cut off the lemon peel of a mound of lemons for our 2010 batch of limoncello. We begin our batches each year when we…
November soup
Growing up in New Jersey, I noticed that November was not people’s favorite month. Being an anthropomorphizing sort, I felt sorry for November and thought I’d make it my favorite. And it had a certain excitement. There was the smell…
Land of round doorknobs
Living in a foreign country has a strange way of reminding you of ridiculous trivia about your own country. Modern Italian doors have handles. I didn’t think much about it until an American I knew said he was going home…
Writing with plastic wrap
Often when I’m creating a new scene, at first I see only dim shapes moving, as if through layers on layers of plastic wrap. Maybe I see three people and guess who they are. I write that down. On the…
Lentil soup recipe
Thick lentil soup (Minestra di lenticchie) Regional variations of this soup were common in the “cucina povera” or poor people’s cuisine of Abruzzo and it was probably a soup or potage of this sort that Carlo overturned during a fight…
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