For Pat, Part II or Fear of Fish

Several years ago a friend and I agreed that we almost always order fish in nice restaurants but are just as likely not to cook it at home. We’re both good cooks who cook a lot. Why isn’t this the easiest thing in the world? I can whip up a quick tuna salad (you should… Continue reading For Pat, Part II or Fear of Fish

Spring, salmon and surprises

That’s spring on the left — lolling in the hollows behind our house on March 20, fluffing herĀ fur and purring in wild turkey gobbles. I think we have a chance of freezing rain tomorrow. Not funny, Spring. Tramp! Hussy! Meanwhile, in Charlotte this weekend, our friends’ and everyone else’s yards had exploded in buds, flowers… Continue reading Spring, salmon and surprises

Anne Lamott; salmon patties

Anne Lamott said many memorable things Sunday in Charlotte’s Christ Episcopal Church on a golden gingko-leaved fall afternoon. What I heard (meaning rememberĀ ) is that she didn’t want to be a model of “victimized superiority” (I know some of those dreary people), that she’s fairly certain among the things Jesus frequently says to her is… Continue reading Anne Lamott; salmon patties