• food for friends

    by  • January 4, 2006 • 0 Comments

    First thing: the soup came out great! Second thing: in my continuing journey through blogdom, I decided to set up another blog with just the recipes, rather than trying to make them fit into the narratives. You will find them at don’t eat alone: the recipes (creative, huh?). There’s no such thing a good...

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    a good day for soup

    by  • January 3, 2006 • 0 Comments

    We are in a the middle of a stretch of gray days where it is not so apparent that the sun has even risen. The lights are on, the schnauzers are snoozing, and I’m in the mood for soup — but not for going to the grocery store. A quick glance in both the...

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    first meal

    by  • January 2, 2006 • 4 Comments

    Every few years, Christmas Day and New Year’s Day both fall on Sunday, which means we have church services on days we not normally do so. Yesterday, for me, it meant, other than my cup of coffee on the way to church, my first meal of the day and the new year was Communion....

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    starting off right

    by  • January 2, 2006 • 0 Comments

    I love the way our home feels when it’s filled with people sharing food, drink, and conversation. Twenty-or-so people made their ways to our open house this afternoon. We never really know how many folks are coming. We aren’t very good at the formal invitation thing; we just tell the people we see along...

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    what’s with the black-eyed peas?

    by  • December 30, 2005 • 4 Comments

    As long as I can remember, New Year’s Day meant black-eyed peas. It also meant ham and cornbread, because that’s why my family always ate with black-eyed peas. The peas were for good luck, they told me. When we moved to Boston fifteen years ago, I went to the local supermarket in Charlestown to...

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    bread makes the meal

    by  • December 29, 2005 • 4 Comments

    My earliest food memories have to do with bread. I grew up in Africa in the late fifties, sixties, and seventies. What bread we had my mother made from scratch, at least in the early years. I think that’s one of the reasons I grew up wanting to be in the kitchen. There’s something...

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    staying at the table

    by  • December 28, 2005 • 0 Comments

    “A crazy guest eats and leaves right away.” (Arabic proverb) There were six of us around our Christmas table this year. We sat down to eat about three and got up from the table somewhere around seven. We had stopped eating quite awhile before we left the table, but we stayed to be fed...

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    working with what i have

    by  • December 27, 2005 • 3 Comments

    I’ve been staring at the “posting” screen for several days now trying to figure out how to join the world of food bloggers. Since I’m writing from a Mac and I don’t know much about HTML, I’m still not sure about adding links and so forth. I wanted the blog to look less plain,...

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