Good Morning, Murder!
On this brilliant, but cold mid-January Sunday morning, the side of the manse looking back toward the forest and down the slope to the watershed of Olde Creek [the extra e, not a personal affectation] was filled with dozens of…
The Odds Are. … USPS Delivers a Geek’s Delight Daily Double, Almost a Trifecta
So in the greater scheme of things, like choosing a Speaker for the House of Representatives or almost any other thing you may think of, having two publications -- both quarterlies, arriving on the same day as indefatigable Kevin McCarthy…
Eating [Or Shucking] Oysters — For Good Luck and Happy New Year
Since the Christmas Tamales arrived today -- they must have been working on the Julian calendar [or booked on Southwest Airways as "free travel" baggage].in Texas and the Safeway had no Margaret Holmes' hoppin' john on the shelf, I was…
The Hunt for Christmas Tamales — Have to Beat the Magi
I was introduced to Christmas tamales in 1975 when my Texas-ex fiancée [Anglo but from Corpus Christi] began working with masa harina, with corn husks on the counter, and chicken, black beans [canned, I think], chiles [canned, definitely] on a…
The Manse at Yuletide
I claim only to have helped string lights on the tree. The beauty of the house belongs to Lillian. We will start with the door in the Far Reaches of Fairfax, have a taste of Santas [there are at…
