I heard a lot ’bout end of days, Nekkid flyers upward bound. The left behinders off to hell, Only ash left on the ground. I heard that goats will get the shaft, Jesus favors sheep, ya know. Those slatty eyes just freak him out, One barbecued goat to go. image ©...
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The Dinner Party The wine, bread, and cheese, Introductions, conversations, Stories of travels Came spiced with libations. The salad was tasty With laughter for dressing. The clinking of silverware Echoed a blessing. While savory sides Met up with the meat, Our lingering sighs Said we were replete. Sated and satisfied,...
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It’s food you want? In 2004 (wow, that seems so long ago . . . ), our niece married a Gallego in Galicia. We went for the wedding and then spent three more weeks touring everywhere in Spain except the Mediterranean coast. And we gorged our way through some amazing meals. Here, then, my...
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There’s a semi-famous (infamous, if you’re watching your weight do anything except balloon) market in Miami, called Graziano’s. Anyone who’s lived in this city has most likely heard of it. It’s Argentine, and famous for the vast array of fresh empanadas offered in glass-fronted cases on the deli side of the store.They are constantly...
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My favorite thing in written word is a phrase that comes at you like an arrow from the dark, the statement, or humor, or plea that buries its sharpened point in your heart, or head, or ticklish spot; and you don't know it's there until seconds later...and you rush back to read it again....
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It’s different on the ocean. There are a lot of vessels in our waters on any given day, but you can still float around for a couple of days on your own without seeing a soul. Out there at night, with the stars wheeling overhead, you can feel the stray ghosts from all the ships that came before; you can lie on the deck of your boat and feel the breeze and think about how it started in West Africa and wound its way through the Cape Verde Islands and the West Indies before it got to you. It’s easy to dream, out there. Things that feel enormous on land seem smaller and closer and within reach, when you put yourself on that vast body of water under that endless sky.
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