“Shake the hand that feeds you.” ― Michael Pollan, In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto After coming back from rural Arkansas, a trip that deserves its own post entirely, I’ve tried […]
Fair warning to the readers of this blog: it is about to get dainty. I fall decidedly in between the two schools of travel. I neither belong in the group of […]
A seagull in Ocean Grove on a lampost.
Me, as a bird, by the sea, idling between my old life and my new one. Look at me, in my hot pink armband, sitting under a sky that could be September or could be Photoshop.
The deep imprints of independent travel come as much from the people you meet, the other wanderers, as much as the places you see and the time you see them. […]
The marketing behind Under the Tuscan Sun, a nonfiction work by Frances Mayes later adapted into a film starring Diane Lane, seemed a self-indulgent romp for women who want to redo their […]
Panzanella is basically Italian crouton salad, which is as summery and delicious as it sounds. It’s Florentine/central Italian in origin and I like it as either something to lay a […]