Salad forks scrapeacross scalloped platesfrom a window I watchthem serve the main course:duck au confitavec herbs de provencesatin dresses & designer suitseach face same…
funky aged hampale as a Christmas starlike skiing in Aspenmashed potato gildingoff cornicescranberry gemscollapsedinner roll walls and greased gravy pondscannot hold back the trashwhen…
After A R MacDougall’s recipe in The Gourmets’ Almanac 1931‘If you know any newly rich bootleggers or any racketeering parvenus who would care tomake…
Instead of jewels, I gather gooseberries—the taste of jade. Or mince the flesh of tomatillosto moisten them with fresh lime, coarse salt,and virgin oil.…
With both my pregnancies I vomitednearly every day, nauseated by cuisineI grew to love as an adult: grilled swordfish,seafood paella, tiramisu, crepes. Instead, I craved…
The only telepathy we knew of was sex. You had my face. & my heart. & subsuming our base product. Cut the fruit but bring only…
Rhubarb To check on your rhubarbI tuck my sharp knifedouble-wrapped in plastic bagsunder the bungee of my paddle boardand head out to your dock.Summer…
Does everyone fall in lovewith their ex–brother-in-law?I did for a moment.He came to my house to eatthis man-cook who knowsthe fishmonger, the fisherman(never a…
I would give anything just to sit down to dinnerat a restaurant tonightmy friend and I are texting each other from our apartmentsblocks awayI…