A Tale of Two Pizzas

At the best of times, January can feel like the bleakest month. The twinkling Christmas lights disappear, grey rules the sky and, after any snowfall, the pristine landscape that seems to mirror the blank slate of the new year turns into a muddy mess. This year, however, things feel even more grim, fraught with anxiety…

January

It was a rimy morning, and very damp. I had seen the damp lying on the outside of my little window, as if some goblin had been crying there all night, and using the window for a pocket-handkerchief.-Charles Dickens (Great Expectations)As I sit here writing this in the Greek's and my bedroom listening to the…

Settling In

On a blustery day back in early December, a friend and I went into the hills for a lecture on masala chai (literally, spice tea) at the Berkeley Botanical Gardens. While chai may seem fairly self-explanatory, I was intrigued because the lecture included a tasting of a few different kinds of chai, information about its…

Out of the Rabbit Hole

 We spent the last days...shut up in the shop, the two of us and three workmen. They were magnificent hours of play, of invention, of freedom, such as we hadn't experienced together since childhood. -Elena Ferrante (The Story of a New Name)I never meant to stay away for this long, but somehow this year I…

On the Eve of Spring, She Skied

“I would far prefer to have things happen as they naturally do, such as the mousse refusing to leave the mold, the potatoes sticking to the skillet, the apple charlotte slowly collapsing. One of the secrets of cooking is to learn to correct something if you can, and bear with it if you cannot.”  ― Julia…

All Mulled Up

Even though I hate being cold, I love the winter. I think this preference largely stems from my belief that it's much easier to warm oneself than it is to cool off: you can have a piping hot cup of hot cocoa or the always popular (even in summer, at least for me!) hot toddy;…

Russia, Californiafied

Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next.-Lewis Carroll (Alice in Wonderland)On Saturday, it really was like I found myself in another world when I went to the Legion…

Winter Wonderland

The fog comeson little cat feet.It sits looking overharbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.-Carl SandburgI'd like to preface this post by saying that, despite my choice of title, I'm more than aware that it's summer; I also know that, in some parts of the country, it's 100 degrees and positively sweltering, making everybody…