Liza

I don’t know about you but it’s already the end of January and I feel like I disappeared into a vortex sometime after New Year’s Eve. Yesterday I was folding my Christmas tablecloth and today I’m looking at an upending – and yet unplanned – February break.   In the meantime, there have been three Mondays without school – yes, three -, a snowstorm, an ongoing and worsening political storm, and, as usual, a lot of procrastination on some supposedly important projects.   That urge some of us...

I have found myself cooking more lately. Or, at least, cooking more new things.   Cooking itself will always be a daily need, I’m afraid, as long as I have children at home who might not be satisfied with the same bowl of soup every night. I, for one, would be fine with that. A bowl of soup and a good hunk of bread, perhaps with a piece of cheese, on good days.   That is what I usually serve my family on Fridays, when we’re not going out.   Alas, there are all the other days. Those days are...

My last post was supposed to be about my Christmas vacation – or absence thereof. But I guess I got carried away with other things, as I often do.   I have been so upset about the news lately; it has made it hard to focus on anything else.   Like many among us, I have been upset since last November and went through several stages of grief and despair over the past year. But I have never felt quite this powerless and angry. The deluge of madness and violence coming at us since we entered the...