Sara sent me the first one, from across the street from her doctor’s (annual checkup). When she was very, very wee, she came out of her room carrying a transparent handbag shaped like a closed but not constricted umbrella that fastened with a zipper. She…
We were stuck in traffic on the bridge. Bumper-to-bumper, absolute standstill, to the point where people were turning off their engines, rolling down their windows, and cussing I mean talking. I saw a man working his way along the line of cars toward us, saying…
I love puff pastry! It’s kind of a pain in the ass to make, even if you do rough puff, but totally worth it, if you have a hankering for that flaky, greasy goodness. My beloved joey sent me a recipe for rough puff that’s…
