"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." —Henry David Thoreau I've lived in Ohio most of my life. My family is ...
Lemon Cake from The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake
Guest post by Ruth Emmie Lang, author of Beasts of Extraordinary Circumstance "Because the goodness of the ingredients—the fine chocolate, the freshest lemons—seemed like a cover over something larger and darker…" —Aimee Bender Let me start by saying that I’ve never really ...
Eating On The Road: Jack Kerouac’s Apple Pie
"I ate apple pie and ice cream—it was getting better as I got deeper into Iowa, the pie bigger, the ice cream richer...that's practically all I ate all the way across the country, I knew it was nutritious and it was delicious, of course." —Jack Kerouac I set aside years of well-cultivated ...
A Christmas Breakfast Inspired by Little Women
Last week, I drove home to Ohio: twelve hours from Boston to Columbus, snow-covered New England trees giving way to long stretches of farmland. I never thought I would be homesick for Ohio until I left it. For years, I vowed to get out, convinced that a life-affirming epiphany would occur if I ...
Eating The Boxcar Children: Beef Stew
My favorite game to play when I was a kid was homeless. I realize how terrible that sounds, but in my defense I lived in the suburbs. I didn't have a lot going on. Also, I was eight. I put peanut butter sandwiches in a bundle with a flashlight and my Tamagotchi (you know, the ...
Calpurnia’s Crackling Bread from To Kill A Mockingbird
As a child, I wrote short stories with long, drawn-out descriptions of food. This would have been forgivable had I written the rest of the story in the same amount of detail. Apparently, plot was never particularly important. This uneven focus has continued into my adult life. Seeing a commercial or ...
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