A quiet soup

That was not the week I planned to have. Whoa.A week ago yesterday, I went to bed like I do every night. I read “Shouts & Murmurs” in the New Yorker and wondered, as usual, why it wasn’t very funny. I set my glasses on top of the stack of books on my bedside table and then retrieved them when they fell, as usual, and slid behind the table. I felt pretty normal - which is to say, I didn’t feel

Joris Mathijsen from Netherlands

Joris Mathijsen is a professional Dutch footballer. He was born 5 April 1980 in Goirle, North Brabant, Netherlands.Now, He plays for Hamburger SV and the national team as a centre back, usually on the left side as he is left footed.

We tell stories

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about words, and about the way we tell stories. Today, I wanted to share some of the things that have been making me think.I started listening to Radiolab as a way to pass the time while I walk the dog, because he needs a lot of walking, and now I listen because I’m crazy for it. It’s part science, part philosophy, and part sound editing wizardry, but mostly,

Before you know it

Somewhere, a woman named Corentine is serving leeks vinaigrette for dinner. It’s been ten years, but I know it.Corentine was my host mother in Paris, the year that I was 21 and studying abroad. She had the most magnificent name I had ever heard and something a little Jane Birkin, just a little, about her looks. Whenever someone asks me how I learned to cook or how I got into food, I usually

What this summer felt like

Labor Day sneaked up on us.We fell asleep last night with the windows open, and this morning, there was a chill in the house. I know I’m not supposed to say it, but I think something is changing.When I think about this summer, these are the pictures I want to think about. They’re what this summer felt like.I’ve taken a lot of ferry rides.I’ve eaten a lot of melon. I’ve eaten a lot of