Bright and Bitter

But I don't think it matters what my darling said. She was always merry. -Charles Dickens (Bleak House)   I've written this post no less than a hundred times in my head. Back in mid-December, it was going to be about a family recipe for a deliciously tangy braised chicken, but, by the time the…

As Tightly as I Can

In this world where every object was thrown away at the slightest sign of breakage or aging, at the first dent or stain, and replaced with a new and perfect substitute, there was just one false note, one shadow: the moon. It wandered through the sky naked, corroded, and gray, more and more alien to…

Perfectly Stuffed (Calamari)

The sea, or Homer – all moves by love’s glow.Which should I hear? Now Homer is silent,and the Black Sea thundering its oratory, turbulent,and, surging, roars against my pillow.-Osip MandelshtamA few evenings ago, as I was sitting on my couch trying to get motivated to clean, the phone rang. It was the Greek, wanting to…