College was done for the summer. I’d been invited on a sailing trip with my roommate Jillian, through the islands off Maine’s coast and a stay with her friend Sam in Kennebunkport. Wending the waters through the small bits and larger acreage on the Atlantic’s edge. We...
When I was ten years old my family started to go out occasionally to restaurants for Sunday dinner. Many of them were in East Cleveland. It was the 1960’s and the women often had on pillbox hats with matching handbags and shoes. My dad’s ties were narrow then and our...
The floorboards, beams, and timber of this lodge are so hefty – creeping about late at night is no problem – no squeaks! The chair, in one of the cozy rooms off the lobby, I’m sitting in, could hold a sumo wrestler. These are details of a shrine to the...
Standing out in the Cènac Monday market of local produce farms, butchers, cheese makers, and sundries is a long eggplant purple trailer edged with a simple gold trim line below the sparkling window displays of duck everything and truffle euphoria.An aluminum awning...
For a few years my mother celebrated the thirtieth of October making doughnuts. She’d pull out her two-part aluminum deep fat fryer with its hexagonal patterned strainer, three days before, from the cabinet above the refrigerator. This same cupboard held holiday...
This book is my new personal favorite. Jennifer Harrington Jones is wacky and fun. Lots of delicious food descriptions. Kinda wish there were recipes included. Liked learning about the covert world of pottery.
S. LongAustin, TX
Kilned Again – A fun read. Lots I didn’t know about the art world and the underhanded dealing of human smugglers.
M. SteinbockPittsburg PA
Kilned Again’s teenage skateboarders rock in this mystery. A potter brings to light clandestine shenanigans in the Pacific Northwest with lush details of art, food, and environment.
