The smile that says, ‘there is nothing and nowhere but this and here.’ the ones we love March 20, 2015 View fullsize
There’s nothing like seeing everything lost in darkness but a sharp set of knives. OUting March 20, 2015 View fullsize
We stretched the dough with our knuckles, just like they taught us, between loud gulps of wine. The stemware was in a floury haze. Warm weather March 19, 2015
The cooks who work the day shift, they stack the pans up in the window and lock the doors when the sun gets hot. Enter the Light March 17, 2015