“Some of my fondest memories of Italy are entering a trattoria from a cold and damp Winter street, to the warmth and smell of a porchetta turning slowly on a spit in front of a wood fire…”
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A Christmas Memory
…Tender delicate pieces of living that could go unnoticed but for the stripped down pace we are so very lucky to live. One where the neighboring horses have come to expect our passing, where the dogs, once hungry, gallop alongside us in strength and health…
Snow! More Snow!
I do know there is beauty wherever we are if we make ourselves available to it—in New York City, in Seattle, around a table where a meal is being shared… its everywhere.
A Christmas Card From Truchas, New Mexico
Wishing you all the peace of a country Christmas as you prepare for the holidays.
A Winter Treat: Sweet Cream Biscuits
My first thought upon taking the first bite of Kim’s Sweet Cream Biscuits was one of surprise. They are beautifully, subtly, elegantly sweet! And they are also filled with another flavor. How can I describe it? It is round and nutty–the flavor of baked butter.
Being An Artist Can Be Hard
I am walking my path, pursuing my dream, following my bliss, so I understand I’m incredibly lucky. And yet I’m also unsettled because this life is hard. Being an artist is hard. There. I’ve said it.
Let It Snow Let It Snow Let It Snow
One of my favorite things is the sun shining across fields of snow, especially fresh snow. Kim and I had espresso and Italian Christmas cake. What do I need with presents?