Someday, I hope I can pull off Passover. Right now, I don’t have the grounding, the table, the plate, the haggadah, or the Yiddish. I always imagine my grandmother with her blue embroidered placemats and the crumpled tissue she would unearth from deep within her cleavage so she could dab her eyes when we all…
Archives for March 2013
problems with easy solutions: cloth napkins
When I was growing up, napkins were made of paper. Sometimes they were just paper towels folded in half, or even a tissue box in the middle of the table. In my mind, cloth napkins were for beautiful French countryside kitchens, for people with tons of money and marble countertops and mortar and pestles. Then…
hope and promise
I’ve heard that astrologically, this past February will prove an easily forgotten month. February is like that anyway: tucked in, deceptively short, unpredictable in its weather. When I lived in Santa Fe, February was the month the sun would get warm again, and we’d sit outside for an hour or two in the mid-morning, stripping…