Hey, bird! I say things.  You listen.  At least that’s how it seems to go. I try to say what I mean in the way most pleasing to you.  Sometimes it feels like too much.  But at the same time,… Read more ›

When I like somebody, one of my first inclinations is to offer to cook for them. On those rare occasions when my offer is accepted, without even thinking about it, I tend to make some dough. Pizza crusts, calzones, empanadas. … Read more ›