Food Art: Day 22

Then, after many months of confinement, the world started to slowly move once again. At first reticently, fear reigned. We found it hard to remember what life had been like before. Had we really taken that holiday at the beginning […]

As of this last weekend, my mother-in-law has been locked down for one month. Thirty one days, by herself, in her apartment, in a neighborhood called Herrera, on the outer edges of San Sebastian. And while the rest of us, […]

Unlike the French, who have an academy to maintain the purity of their language, we English speakers have no such institution, nor do we desire one. We delight in moving words between parts of speech, and with open arms we […]