“Sometimes I think birds sound like they’re laughing,” I said, resting my elbows on my knees and cocking my head to one side.
Tim listened too. “What kind of birds?”
I thought for a moment – as I hadn’t considered it before – and picked apart a piece of hay. “Pigeons mostly,” I said.
To our left Gillian’s [read more ...]
I was so enamored of butter last month that I wrote an article about it for the Syracuse Post-Standard, giving it the highest of praises and accolades. “It’s so easy! It’s so delicious!” I all but oozed as I described the process of whizzing cream in a food processor until it separated into dreamy yellow [read more ...]
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