Seasonal Confusion

Something tells me that writing a post about butternut squash isn't exactly seasonally appropriate (who, after all, wants to think about a winter squash when there are artichokes and asparagus and strawberries?), but, nevertheless, I will tell you about it anyway. Not only is it a unique way of preparing butternut squash, a real game…

Food Montage

Last night I dreamed that a great monster was riding on me and bawling: "Giddup! I am called the Pneumatic Inhaler, did you know? And I adore riding on writers!" I asked him: "You, Sir, are not a publisher or a censor?" I am one of those extinct monsters in Hutchinson's book but--although I am…

An Oat-Induced Swoon

Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the languages is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends disaster." Or: "the disappointment of…