As I always say, love ruins everything it touches. California is proof of that.
Category: Food
The Forever Father
I’ve been making breakfast for the kids for 37 years. Do they appreciate it? No one ever again will need me the way my son Smartacus needs me now. In lockdown, we are each other’s only company. I find myself asking him: “What are we going to watch tonight? Are tacos OK for dinner?” as … Continue reading The Forever Father
Blah Humbug!
I will teach gumbo to Smartacus, as you would an old folk song: first this, then this, then this…
The Pregnant Grandpa
My daughter’s pregnancy has me thinking a lot about babies and re-birth.
My New Year’s Toast
Oddest thing: 2 days after Christmas, after a good and blustery storm, White Fang and I got trapped in a rainbow.
My Silly, Ticklish Heart
Christmas featured a bit of prayer, a glass or two of vice and the most intense and delicious slab of beef – the size of a small canoe.
A Christmas Re-Print
We live in a wobbly three-bedroom house built by cretins, without a single nail, apparently in half an hour.
Oh Chestnuts!
Here’s to all the Chardonnay Moms, Cabernet Dads and the dude at the end of the street who always forgets to turn off his outdoor Christmas lights at the end of the night.
Live a Little
Proud to announce that the lovely and patient older daughter will become a mom in May, the same month her mother and I were married.
Puppy Breath
The lovely and patient older daughter and her husband Finn just got a dog too, a lovely and patient pup named Penny Laine.