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Biggin’ It Up on Bourbon Street

In New Orleans on a Friday, Galatoire’s is THE place to go for lunch. The restaurant doesn’t take bookings and so those in the know hire a dissolute to stand in line for them from 6am. Only this way can … Continue reading

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How to be Happy

A gloom can descend on Itchy Ankle at this time of year, when we don’t quite believe spring is coming, and we are still paying off the bills we ran up over Christmas. Dirty impacted snow lines the roads, the … 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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Chateau Living

Having our own chateau rather spoiled us for anyone else’s. We rarely ventured from the ramshackle kitchen, the parlor fire, or  the jigsaw table in the banqueting hall where one of a variety of stuffed stags and wild boar kept … Continue reading

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God Bless Us One and All

The Itchy Ankle  neighbors visited the Blarney abode last night, and of course rallied round for Christmas.  I have no stove at the moment, and so was channeling my inner Little Match Girl, contemplating a Christmas with only cold food. … Continue reading

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Long weekend on Long Island

It was fabulous of course. The house was straight out of Martha Stewart–all paint effects, tongue and groove,  and small, interesting mantelpiece collections.  The kitchen was wonderfully well equipped and the garden beautifully laid out, planted and maintained . Stay … Continue reading

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The Golden Boy and the Cruel Sea

My friend is golden. His hair is sun bleached straw and his lean, long limbs are the color of white bread toast. Until this week, his life has been sunlit. A surfer,biker and snowboarder, he is a child of the … Continue reading

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Garden Party

We woke to a new-washed world. A huge limb from the mulberry tree was bowed to the ground, but there was no other damage from the funnel clouds and biblical rain of Friday night. The pile of dirt for the … Continue reading

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Lost Loves and Gardening Gloves

The Crone was once close to a man who bought her a standard hibiscus for her birthday. He lugged it all the way into a West End restaurant and the Crone proudly took it home in a taxi. The hibiscus was orange and … Continue reading

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Who nicked my knickers?

The Crone went this weekend to Virginia to visit her friend Ramadan Susie and her husband Amadeus. The Crone arrived with her week’s washing and asked to use the laundry. Susie immediately set about creating piles of darks, whites and coloreds, adding her own clothes … Continue reading

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