How I eat is how I do life

I was out to dinner one evening with friends when the conversation turned to politics. Many a good meal has been spoiled by this turn of topics. I even know of one meal in a 4-star restaurant that ended in a food fight. No dessert for those folks, just their coats and...

Birds of a feather: A lesson on survival

As I write this, my back yard is still sprawling patches of icy snow and smaller hollows of muddy dirt. Around the bird feeder sunflower shells and less desired seeds lie in uneven swells after a longer than average winter. The refuse is picked through by squirrels...

Kibble envy: How my cat taught me holiday lessons

Meet my cat, Charlie. As you can see she doesn’t have any trouble slowing down. Or sleeping. She doesn’t worry about whether I am comfortable with her on my lap. Instead she focuses on getting into the most comfortable position for herself. Then she does a slow-eye...

Eating Out: Allowing nature to nourish us

What is it about eating outside? OK, but besides the bugs. They have to eat too. What makes a picnic at the beach, or spreading a blanket and sharing food at evening concert, or a cook out in the back yard so much fun, so rich or even romantic? Why is drinking a...

Making a mess of things: habit or ritual?

It started yesterday. No, that’s not exactly true. It started ten days ago. Right from the start I made a mess of things. Ten messy days and no doubt more to come. Each day starts with me extracting myself from the sticky situation I’ve created only to find myself...

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