The Singing Tribe

[I find it ironic that the publisher of this story chose to illustrate it with the national flag of Guyana, because I doubt that the singing tribe would have recognized the government, or vice versa. Somewhat of a moot point since Grandpa may have fabricated the tribe any way. I found the story charming and... Continue Reading →

Gin Week … Wednesday

[Is there a bottle of gin in our liquor closet? Yes. How long has it been there? Since early summer. SB Sandy and I are gin lovers, but not gin drinkers. Sandy is good for one martini per decade, but we both enjoy a crackling gin & tonic on a warm summer evening. Liquid Bewitchment... Continue Reading →

Gin Week … Monday

[Gin-ecdote: The article following is from the Public Domain Review. It's a really engaging piece of scholarship that is, alas, a bit too long for the attention span of your average simian. Therefore I am publishing in five more digestible chunks. Each will be preceded by a brief gin-ecdote, an hors d'oeuvre to your daily... Continue Reading →

Best Meal of my Life … Truite au Bleu

1972 was a year that started out with such promise. Bradford College, both my wife Laura's alma mater and employer, announced a new program specializing in urban studies. They recruited and hired a Director who spent a few months formulating the curriculum. What he came up with is that the one-year program would be based... Continue Reading →

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