Cooking is like a poem. There’s a certain rhythm and grace to the prep work. Chopping, slicing, and dicing; the… Read more Cooking as Poetry
On Saturday, Tara and I decided to take a drive to Hood River, Oregon. Our destination? The cleverly-named Fruit Loop,… Read more Apples and Cider and Pears, Oh My!
I like to think of myself as an outdoors person. After all, I get out into the wilderness often. I… Read more The One That Didn’t Get Away