Last Friday night after eating a mellow dinner together in the kitchen, instead of going to a local rock show like we did in our twenties, my husband and both went upstairs—I to the bedroom with my laptop to work on an essay, he to his studio to work on his new record. Forty-something party... Continue Reading →
Hot Pepper Jelly
I came across a small jar of homemade jelly in the pantry a couple of weeks ago, the kind sealed with a silver Ball canning lid and ring, the kind grandmothers have used for "putting up" jelly, chutney, tomatoes and the like for decades. Like most, this one had a little sticker affixed to it... Continue Reading →