My aunt was making star-shaped cookies with her grandson, a present for his friends. One broke, and my aunt was afraid they’d have to throw it away, and they wouldn’t have enough. “Uh-oh,” said my aunt. “We’re one short–it’s broken.” Her grandson picked it up, studied it for a minute, and said, “Grandma, it’s not … More What Am I Making and What Am I Drinking?
Originally posted on Central Coast Wine Writer:
? There’s something about the wine books of yesteryear–the lack of full-color glossy photos leaves more to the imagination. Today’s books are either full of the former, or so full of technical information there’s no room for contemplation. We are an expertise-hungry body of enthusiasts who wants our…
This week I drew this picture of a horse with legwarmers. It came to me as I was waking up, and I’m proud I got it down, because most of my inspirations just perish unrealized. I rarely produce art anymore, which is a pity, since I went to art school. I find this drawing furtive … More What Am I Making and What Am I Drinking?
Well, it’s been awhile since I’ve written–I really debate whether I’m a serious writer or someone who just follows their whims. There’s nothing wrong with the latter, but we feel better when we’re achieving something impressive. The author James Clear writes that he makes himself stick to a regular writing schedule, even when he doesn’t … More Where I’ve Been