~By Kate H. Knapp I have always had a love/hate relationship with lobsters: I love to eat them, but I hate to kill them. This sad dichotomy began when I was still quite young and visiting my father one weekend. He decided to introduce my brother and me to the world of the crawling crustaceans,…
Author: snowmadd
As an avid traveler and eater, I believe that there is no greater pleasure in this world than discovering a lovingly prepared meal in a foreign place--with the exception of my parent's kitchen table, of course.
Stranger in a Strange Place
~By Carl Unger I saw her in the supermarket, and of course that makes perfect sense, for it was food that connected us, transcended age, language, and culture, to make us family. But it had been years-seven?-since I last saw my grandmother, and though I recognized her immediately, she seemed somehow false: Wearing a bright,…
A Memorable Feast 