a bushel of gumption, an ounce of grace
Heard a great Terry Gross interview with Mary Gauthier, singer, songwriter, formerly chef and restaurateur, born and raised in Louisiana.
Gauthier describes her experience after being arrested for drunk driving the opening night of her restaurant in Boston as one of grace:…
Oh perfection. Someone today asked, why can’t the weather always be this perfect? In my head, I said, because then we’d live in San Diego. And then it would be so, well, you know….
The wonder and joy, the pure, sheer, never grows old delight of spotting first tiny growths in the garden….
This wonderful farm in Ancramdale has some of the very best meat around. Buy some at their farm store to bring home, or find it on the menus of local-quality committed, thinking chefs like Dan Barber at Blue Hill at Stone Barns and Dan Smith at John Andrews.
I just love Herondale‘s new ad:
Along with Ronnybrook dairy, Amazing Real Live Food Company cheese, and local organic produce including MX Morningstar and Sol Flower, you will find les collines at the Farm Store now, too!
No, not like the magazine. Here you will get the straight stuff….
Turtle crossing update: eggs were laid…close to the road!!!!! That’s one risk-loving reptile. Waiting for an update. Will keep you posted.
But looks like…I saved a mama!!!
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his morning I drove the car over to my genius mechanic for the annual inspection. I love my mechanic, his family, and the way they run the business. His daughter, who is my son’s age, is just amazing: I wish I could adopt her on a part-time basis. She just became engaged; I felt happy all day at the news. And I’m no way a crazy-into-weddings/marriage person, for sure.
On the way back, coming out of a turn down a hill on a rural access road, I spotted the turtle: a pretty big one, on the left side of the road about to cross. …
There’s a lot of car time out here in these rural parts. I don’t mind, as for a long time, even before I lived up here, my best thinking usually happened in the car. Sometimes it was the only alone, quiet time I got so I took it….
The weather has finally warmed, the wind has finally subsided to a point where you actually want to be outside for more than five minutes. It is full speed ahead with the garden, trying to make up for, like, three lost weeks.
Then, it hits. …
I wonder if anyone else is a little weary of how busy we all seem to be. We’re all stressed, hectic, over scheduled, crazy, don’t know where the time goes….can’t respond to mail, return a call, be civilized. I’m as guilty as the next person, feeling overwhelmed and underfed….