It’s quarter to Spring, and that means asparagus. Or, as Mom says she used to call it when she was little, speargrass. I think speargrass is a brilliant name for it. I think that ought to be its official name. So I bought some at…

So Charlie said, as he often does during the summer, that he wanted to eat light. Terrified of another dish of lettuce and beans, I offered to make supper. We had this. I parboiled the red potatoes, then roasted them at 400F for about forty…