What’s in a grandparent name?  A lot of meaning, I think.  My four grandparents were split in the name department.  My dad’s parents were Nana and Papa, simple, loving grandparent names that fit their traditional sensibilities.  My mom’s parents were a little different.  My grandfather was H.B., his first and middle name initials.  It was…

My grandmother Gaga died this weekend–on a Saturday, in fact, just like her husband my grandfather did 13 years ago, and her son my uncle did 2 years ago.  A literary touch, perfect for a larger-than-life woman. What can any of us ever say to summarize a complex, meaningful, influential life–in her case, a breathtakingly…

It took me months to learn how to flip my single over-medium breakfast egg without a) using a spatula or b) making a splattering mess all over my kitchen.  But now that I (usually) can do it, it’s a skill I’m proud to have learned. Check out this video by a chef showing the yolk-farthest-away-from-you…

My farmer’s market has an egg stand this year, which makes me extremely happy.  You can’t beat eggs that you know were laid days earlier by birds that live happy lives on pastoral fields, nudging grass and grubs and other pure treats from the earth.  Those are eggs as nature intended. I am generally a…

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