for tomorrow’s repast
Today in the kitchen: making up a batch of seitan. Blending spices and miso and tofu and vital wheat gluten; kneading and pressing. Baking while heating the spicy, redolent broth to simmer with. Vegan cooking somehow makes me so profoundly happy it is almost...
read moresome chocolate crisps, a packet of bamboo knitting needles, et cetera
We are travelling in the Jimmy, east on the rain-soaked little highway into Olympia, to the community college where Beeps takes their German class. Ralph quizzes our oldest child and they do some verb conjugation together; they are taking the class together two nights...
read moreI have stopped saying I was consumed, I have been saying “I was almost consumed”
With an absolute force of will, I remove a slice of pizza from the wrapped parcel, and place it on the cutting board. This will be the first meal I've had in about thirty six hours. For the last several hours the thought I should eat, was met with a rising nausea as...
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