We are staying near Uvita, on the Pacific Coast of Costa Rica. This morning I went to a little shop that has a couple samples of almost anything you could want. I noticed too late that the clerk was putting…
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At 6, getting Lady Macbeth
When our granddaughter Silvia was six, the local Shakespeare company toured public libraries, having children enact scenes from Macbeth. As much curious how they’d do it as looking for Saturday morning entertainment, I took Silvia. The troupe was clever. With…
Posted in WWWS
Teaching Sex and Drugs in the 60’s
A person could pity school administrators in the late Sixties, trying to hold back short skirts, long hair, drug culture and Vietnam protest with rules and rulers. Rules to keep the crush youth culture in check and rulers to measure…
When lies make you sputter
In the current super-heated medical-political world you hear lies that make you sputter. How can an apparently thinking person voice such thoughts? Doesn’t this nonsense stick coming out of the throat? Answering with facts just doesn’t matter. All those years…
Golden Comfort Soup
I thought up this soup during a zoom church service, so the inspiration could be divine. It’s certainly delicious, easy, comforting, and welcomes many interpretations. I hope you find it inspiring. Serves 4-6. 2 cloves garlic, crushed 2 onions, chopped…
Tagged with: comfort food, comfort food for writers, onion-chickpea-squash soup, soup
Posted in Food, WWWS
Posted in Food, WWWS
The passion of fridges
When I was very small, we had a small refrigerator, and my mother often perched me on top so I’d be out from underfoot while she made dinner. It was high enough to give a good view and keep me…
Why blind mice?
Years ago when we lived in Italy I brought Italian friends a jack in the box for their daughter’s one year birthday. I’d gotten it at an American store, assuming this was a classic international toy. FYI, nope. Since the young…
Tagged with: American toys, Intercultural issues, Intercultural parenting, Jack in the box, Three blind mice
Posted in Intercultural relations, WWWS
Posted in Intercultural relations, WWWS
Days of the glass-bottomed sea turtle
I was sick for more than a week when I was eight. I don’t remember the diagnosis. I only remember fever, racking waves of coughing, towels and pans for catching you-know-what and a vaporizer running constantly, infusing the sheets, my…
The vanishing decorated Spam
My grandparents raised their family during the Depression on a very small, intensely cultivated “farm” in Garden Villa. The name bespeaks opulence, but we are talking $800 soggy plots outside Houston. They didn’t go hungry but opulence there wasn’t. Another…
Pecans and cranberries find love
Here’s the cranberry pecan pie I made for my friend Roz who was so kind as to proof my last draft. When I lived in Italy, my less-sweet pecan pie triumphantly crossed cultures. “Will you have that American nut pie?”…
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