Simplicity, Simplicity, Simplicity

Simplicity, Simplicity, Simplicity

EVERY FEW WEEKS, I nimbly navigate my way through the myriad questions involved when ordering a sandwich at Subway. Twelve inch or six inch? Nine grain wheat, nine grain honey oat, Italian, Italian herbs and cheese, or flatbread? Heated? Cheese? What kind? Those are...
God Bless America and Pass the Cheese Tortellini

God Bless America and Pass the Cheese Tortellini

WHEN IT COMES TO EATING, our sensory system operates much like a highly coordinated basketball team. We take our place at the table and our sight, hearing, touch, smell and taste begin passing the ball around the court.  We hear onions sizzling in a hot pan. We inhale...
Cannons and Confederate Cakes

Cannons and Confederate Cakes

LIKE MY DOG SOOLI—a Chinese Shar-Pei—I am a card-carrying member of the non-sporting group. I do not run (unless I am being chased). I do not jump. I have never assumed the half lord of the fishes pose. I don’t swing for fences and I have never stolen home. Showing up...