Soft in the middle


I spent the first week of middle school seated alone at a table for eight. A round table, that extended out from my lunch like a balloon, as if to encapsulate my aloneness.  For seven days, I ate believing that there were two hundred and fifty sets of eyes on the back of my head. Watching […]



My fingertips smell of cloves and orange peel.  I’ve been making mincemeat.  Dried fruit, brandy, apples and spice. I mixed everything together in a ceramic bowl and then packed the mixture away into little glass jars that will be opened successively throughout the month, for mince pies and other such things. I set the jars on […]

Blackberry, Chocolate and Hazelnut Tea Cakes


Being in a culture that is ever so subtly different from your own presents an interesting situation. The problem is that things are so similar on the surface to your own cultural environment – same language (or samish), similar food, similar clothing styles, etc. – that you forget they are, in reality, markedly different. You […]