October 11, 2011 in families
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August 29, 2011 in families
You might recall my reminiscing about Saturday Mornings with my mother: our weekly ritual wherein she would don her sequined cape and disco-pied-piper my sister and I into spit-shining the whole apartment from top to bottom. This was all well and good when I was ten, but today, my mother’s impending arrival after a two-year hiatus is downright paralyzing. I have torn apart every room in the house, painted and rearranged furniture. The place is literally upside-down. Why do I do this to myself, you might ask. Good question. Read the rest of this entry →
When I was eleven-years-old, my next-door neighbor Juan—a Cuban immigrant who had fled Castro in 1961—invited me to a pig roast for his oldest boy’s thirteenth birthday. Prior to that, pizza was about the most ethnic meal I had ever tasted, but that day I fell in love not only with that sweet, crispy pork, but also with the entire ritual—at least the part that I had seen in my neighbor’s back yard, which was basically spitting the pig and roasting it over a fire. Read the rest of this entry →
May 29, 2011 in families
Sunday is a very important day in my family. It entails going to my mother’s house, sitting around a table and eating enough food to feed a small country—like Tuvalu. It’s been an Italian tradition for some time so I can’t argue against it. Last Sunday, I had just finished up the first course, which is a large bowl of pasta and meatballs, with a salad. (Yes, I know; it doesn’t make sense to me either.) Anyway on this particular night, round one was finished so I decided to walk outside and loosen my pants in anticipation for the next course, which happened to be a large plate of ham. Read the rest of this entry →
July 8, 2010 in families
I’ve noticed the death of the bees, myself. My porches always seem to be the temples of bee sacrifice. I’ll find one tiny carcass, dead, a captured worker from another hive, eviscerated on my doorstep with the tiniest knife you’ve ever seen (exquisitely carved of a stinger), an offering to the Pollen God. May the harvest be good this season! Bzzzz!