...and I'm using an ancient machine with an ancient browser that doesn't let me do most things.
Until the Apple (I'm switching to a mac, I'm scared) and Fedex gods bring me a new one, things are going to be mighty sketchy around here. Words shall be misspelled, photos may look sketchy, I may forget my…
This is Mr. Turkey who roams around the yard a lot. Turkeys mock me as you recall. There used to be a big flock of twenty or so, but this ol' Gobbler is alone these days. I'm not quite sure why. He seems to prefer to hang out with the cats, chickens, and guinea hens.…
I planted Grandma P.'s herb garden and got to thinking about basil. A few years ago, when I was feeling especially experimental with food, I made lemon basil ice cream and everyone who set their lips to it said it was the best ice cream they'd ever tasted.
There's something so intoxicating about basil. And while…
I'm in New York this week to visit Grandma P. who is in the hospital, as you've probably gathered by now.
In the past 48 hours, I've spent a good amount of time cleaning out her house, in addition to making her tofu pudding because she won't eat the hospital food. I've also had a few adventures, and…
Also known as... "how to cook a clam."
Word on the street is that my clam digging pictures are freaking you out. I'm sorry to give you the heebie jeebies. But they taste good, I promise. Besides, don't you want to know what to do if someone drops you on an island somewhere and tells you to…
Continuing on our walking tour of the website's little face lift...that we began two nights ago... where we went over the hill and through the woods to Grandma's House, and learned how to ask Grandma P. about cool things... we're heading back over to my house... and we're walking and we're walking...
(That's apparently how they…
This is as close as you'll ever get to a guinea hen. Unless you chase them and get lucky when they run into a corner. One day soon I'll get a telephoto lens so you can see how strange their faces are. I think they are where the term "strange birds" comes from.
They have featherless…
If I could pick a car to own right this minute, I believe it would be this one. My restaurant friend up in Sonoma County owns this one. He has a restaurant called Zin in Healdsburg and he grows his own vegetables and raises his own chickens and I imagine he carts them all around…
I’m 34,000 feet in the sky again. I seem to be up here a lot. I’m hoping to have a lull again this summer before I embark on a whole new book that I’m about to write, which will require travel which means many more posts from up here. Did I tell you about the…