“Why are you using a good Sharpie pen to write a grocery list?” my husband asks. “Because I like how it writes,” I say. “Why waste a good pen?” “I care about how the grocery list looks.” (Why would I not select a smooth pink pen?) “Here, this is the pen,” he suggests, grabbing a [...]
A man in a red shirt drives a blue tractor through our neighboring green field. Our black-and-white cat sleeps under my chair, while the gray-spotted cat’s busy hunting a cardinal. An orange popsicle to cut through the thick July heat. If I look hard enough, I see more than the black that paints all of [...]
I lost my grocery list. Crumpled, half-folded, itemized secrets to eating and living. Blueberries Kale Flowers I forget. Omega-3s for joints, anti-inflammatory, immune-system-building ingredients. Back then, my elbows leaned on the cart as I crossed off essentials. But seasons change, it's gone, or it will resurface when the ice melts. Tonight: frozen pizza.
He chopped vegetables and slid thyme off stems, while I rubbed oil and shoved lemon into darkness. Six hours slow cooking and seven minutes kissing the broiler later, he dug the dull knife into the loose joints of our browned bird. Nauseated, I walked my ears away. (Sorry, Julia Child.)
