Category Archives: Unravel with a Dish

Mother told me there’d be days like this

So much shouting, screaming, flailing of arms and wiping away tears with linen handkerchiefs. I must save their hysteria and physical health. I left off without revealing my secrets–without unfolding  my bread and jazz–so,in spite of he weather, follow me.

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Today: Bread & Jazz

Now this is a real experience! I’ve two crashing needs–to make bread and to move to my jazz. They’re both easy and hugely satisfyin’–but I crave the best day and today is it. It has to be a day when the world doesn’t move–at … Continue reading

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