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It may be cloudy and in the 60s outside. The calendar says we need to wait another four weeks to declare it. The kids are still in school. Never mind — you can’t go against…

please eat pie

It is 1984. My best friend Sharon and I are sitting on the living room floor of our Southern California home, waiting. My brother Andy has just plunked down the lid on the Betamax machine,…

life obliges

On Sunday afternoon, along with more than 100 people from our island community, we attended the memorial for a woman we adore. After battling cancer three times in her life, pernicious pneumonia set in. After a…

plenty

  When I lie down in bed at night, the room warm and the hour late, my mind starts flashing images of the day behind me. Desmond’s smile wide open, like a child’s drawing of the happiest…

at ease and well fed

I’m a little strange, I know, but I actually prefer winter salads to summer ones. Sure, summer salads are glorious, with tender greens I can pull from the garden and walk in the door towards…

collecting shards of light

The other night, as we sat around the dinner table eating pork chops and mushrooms, our daughter looked down at her plate and stopped talking for a moment. She had just been singing about something…

at her table.

One of the great joys of my life is writing cookbooks. Danny and I are deep in development on our next cookbook, American Classics Reinvented. (Next week: green chile breakfast pie, johnnycakes with cranberry syrup,…