Reflections on Writing, Traveling, and Food
On a recent road trip to the west coast of Florida we awoke in Naples, the first leg of our journey, to brilliant sunshine. The pull of the weather and a desire for exercise drew us to the beach. An early morning jog up and down the Gulf beach left us feeling pretty hungry, but
Every Saturday afternoon at 4:00pm I go to church. After church, since it is so conveniently located nearby, I drive over for an entirely different sort of worship at the altar of my favorite local food market. I vainly attempt, as I navigate the busy outdoor mall parking lot, to bite back a torrent of
Whenever I visit family, I always take the opportunity to prepare at least one family meal. It’s purely a selfish act really. Not only does it afford some precious and increasingly rare family time, but also gives me the chance to cook in what is often a larger, much better equipped (with a gas range!!!)