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Kitchen Drama

It is leftover night. I chopped the last red onion–the only onion in the house–and sauteed it in vegetable oil. Poor thing, its salad days were over. I added two grizzled italian sausages, cooked, that have been languishing in the … Continue reading

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Round Trip to Ravello: Travel Terror, Italian style

“They are close enough to kiss” said the Cackler in wonder. The two bus drivers were enjoying a chat through open windows as they manoeuvred their buses past each other on the road to Positano. Inside our bus, those of … Continue reading

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Perfect Dinner Companions

” We never run out of conversation,” said John and looked adoringly across the table at his wife. “We’ve lived long enough to have a lot of stories.” “And we’ve lived long enough to tell each of them a number … Continue reading

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Summer garden party for 20

It is all going terribly well.  There was a moment of panic on Thursday of course when I thought I’d lost my credit card. How was I to buy the comestibles for this weekend’s party? It turned out to be … Continue reading

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No Rhubarb Fool

Peggoty and I don’t fight over much but when it comes to rhubarb, we can both be vicious. Rhubarb, as previously noted on this blog, does not grow in this part of Maryland and so Gretel’s Grocery can only muster … Continue reading

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Irish Much?

Tonight for dinner I made a big bowl of boiled potatoes and buttered cabbage with salt and pepper. I washed it down with a glass of port. The day is much improved.

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One Potato, Two Potato…

It is my practice, when in Ireland, to eat at least five forms of potato every day. It isn’t difficult and it is certainly no hardship. Take yesterday: The day started with leftover ham and homefries. At Fitzroy’s in Derry, … Continue reading

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Note: Read this one out loud

I couldn’t believe my luck. The butcher was telling me why he no longer bothered with a stall at the weekend market. “Just couldn’t make both ends meet”.  He said it. He honestly said it. A real live butcher. I … Continue reading

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Madness Potato and Tarmac Salad

There are a couple of rules of communications that are unchanging and invincible: listeners never hear good of themselves; and auto-complete is your enemy. To these I add  two others: reading other people’s emails is never wise; and auto-complete can … Continue reading

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Tasting Sunshine

Ms. Monroe would be the first to tell you that she does not cook. She keeps pets and tends her garden and sends out for snacks as needed. At this time of year she also cans and pickles, in order … Continue reading

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