victoria thorne: 4/26/09

2.5.09

alvina rocks

"The accordion would be her dream, playing

schottisches and polkas at weddings and dances."

[i really can't tell you how much i love alvina.

you have to get the book to find out why.]

mbgoffstein.com

"What? An old salt like me?"

"...he would say back.

And I would laugh and laugh."

mbgoffstein

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1.5.09

and sauce him with poudres of gynger

Maxine: model, muse, matriarch, medieval scribe.

"Take a crane, and unfolde his legges, and cut off his wynges and his legges, and sauce him with poudres of gynger, mustard, vynegre and salte."

Maxime de la Falaise: The New York Times

Seven Centuries of English Cooking

revisting the fringe benefits of failure

"Ultimately, we all have to decide for ourselves what constitutes failure, but the world is quite eager to give you a set of criteria if you let it. So I think it fair to say that by any conventional measure, a mere seven years after my graduation day, I had failed on an epic scale. An exceptionally short-lived marriage had imploded, and I was jobless, a lone parent, and as poor as it is possible to be in modern Britain, without being homeless. The fears that my parents had had for me, and that I had had for myself, had both come to pass, and by every usual standard, I was the biggest failure I knew."