Culinary confession
I have a confession. It’s a food confession. There shouldn’t be a need to apologize for tastes in food. There are white meat…
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Mississippi anaconda
Did you ever step out of the shower — without your glasses, of course, because it would be odd indeed to shower with…
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The rappel tower
(Warning: Contains coarse language.) Heights have never bothered me very much. As a child, whenever my family would visit tourist attractions involving high…
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Bad words III
Meticulous readers will know that I have weighed in before, and before that, on language that confuses or annoys me. I’ve mused about…
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Southwest Mississippi business idea: an Azalea-combing service. Very soon after our glorious regional flora explode in color each spring, the flowers wilt and…
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My new blog
This isn’t really a new blog. It’s just that my old blog got a facelift. In the four years since I gave birth…
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Another stuffed chicken
In these pages three years ago I wrote about some chickens I’d stuffed. My thinking riffed vaguely on turducken. As a reminder for…
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The Eastern Towhee
Where I sit at work, in the last row of desks in the newsroom, my view is mostly of computer screens, the backs…
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Stan Cornyn and the liner notes
In an earlier installment I made a list of the 10 most influential books in my life. It wasn’t easy to do, writing…
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