I still feel some crumbs sliding down. I probably shouldn’t have, you know, but it got me—this thing that makes some of us fat and most of us forget to exercise. It’s part of the
The zucchini is the shmoo of the vegetable world. Shapeless and non-descript, it reproduces abundantly, seemingly overnight. Yesterday’s small orange blossom is today’s twenty-pound fruit. Zucchinis can be cooked by any method known to
The innkeeper starts to cry at breakfast. He’s telling me the story of his incarcerated brother over plates of French toast and fruit diced so small the cantaloupe is the same size as the blueberries.