The train from Barcelona
On the train back to Fitou from Barcelona yesterday there was a French couple sitting in front of me with their baby. Robert…
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Back in Fitou
Mosquitos love me. From my earliest days they romped around me and delighted in my juices while ignoring the rest of my family….
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My special place
Do you have a special place? I have a special place but didn’t know that’s what it was until a few months ago,…
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Daddy and me
If you know me you have probably listened to me tell a joke. You’ve heard me tell a joke, at any rate. After…
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More memories of Mama
Mama’s been gone for six years now. It was her last minor act of cruelty that she managed to die just a few…
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Just look at Frank Sinatra
(NOTE: Today’s lesson is of the multimedia variety. Open another browser tab with this link and turn up the volume. And keep in…
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Good Friday, 2013 (Part 1)
A year ago today… Strictly speaking, Good Friday 2013 was more than a year ago because it’s the department store chains that set…
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What I learned in culinary school
When I attended culinary school in the 1990s the Food Network was still somewhat new and star chefs were just beginning to proliferate…
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One small victory
I found myself a few years ago at a dining table with several people, among them a man I disliked very much. The…
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What I did with my birthday lamb
Almost six months ago I celebrated my birthday by cutting up the carcass of a lamb. That might not be everybody’s idea of…
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