HAD ENOUGH?

GETTIN’ BACK MY COUNTRY

For the last week or so, Hank, Jr.’s song, A Country Boy Can Survive, has been playing over and over in my head. Whereas I was born and bred in the briar patch, nearly 40 years of living in the Washington, DC, suburbs beat the country right out of me. This [...]

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In Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, the Mock Turtle sings the praises of “soup of the evening, beautiful soup!” The very word soup conjures up a feeling of soothing comfort. And whereas chilled summer soups are just fine, it is the hearty winter soups that we most identify with.
Soup has been a part of [...]

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I don’t know if the seemingly inordinate number of morning spider webs I’ve been seeing lately means anything, like a hard winter, early frost, or anything like that, but they make some cool photos. Here are a couple for your perusal.

The Grits Mess
Anne tends to eat healthier than I do, particularly when it comes to [...]

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Literally translated, pappa al pomodoro, means “mush of tomato” in Italian. In this country, we know it as Tuscan Bread Soup. Tuscany is in central Italy and has an inland geography  much like our own. The region is noted for its grilled meats and hearty soups. This is the area that produces pecorino cheese and [...]

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