Yes, I’m here. And no, I’ve not abandoned blogging. I haven’t vanished, nor fallen off the earth or into a ditch by the side of the road. Though certainly, I appreciate the concern – voiced by many of you dear souls – that I could be, I’m not. I am in fact just where we [...]
One breezy Chicago summer, my brother and I built a treehouse. Wait! You don’t need that intro again. You don’t need to hear me wax poetic about books in the trees, or Jo March, or the Bobbsey Twin’s Luau. You just need to know that today we’re revisiting Great Reads for Culinary Kids, and that [...]
As noted here, I have a thing for butter and sadly, we’re not talking toast. I tell you, sometimes I pop butter directly with brown sugar and my mouth thinks why bother baking? It’s all here. Back in bakery years, working all day near 64-pound butter blocks was torture, a special brand of wafting, yellow, [...]
Posted in Chicagoland, books on Sep 25th, 2009
One breezy Chicago summer, my brother and I built a treehouse. Isn’t that nice? But before my mother objects, let’s rephrase: one sweaty Chicago summer, my brother and I nearly killed each other nailing two boards into a tree. We pounded rows of crooked nails into little boards for steps, and as high as we [...]
Posted in Josie, blogging, books, friends, sketchbook on Jul 12th, 2009
Why are we detouring into the nursery? Well. When Josie was very small, and I was very tired but she was not, I’d walk the floors with her in the dark, and make stuff up. Nonsense murmuring stuff, like this – a rhyming stream of bakery talk. Yes. I was one whacked-out sleepy caterer. Why [...]
