The best ever poem in praise of the pub

As I sit and drink a pint of Oasis Texas Brewery London Homesick, a fantastic English Mild Ale, I came across this wonderful blog from Zythophile offering a poem in praise of pub life. Kudos Carol Ann Duffy. This one is for you Brian Papworth and Jon Harvey. Continue reading The best ever poem in praise of the pub

“Dad, It Tastes Like Blood!” Alchemy And Briny, Smokey Crustaceans And Suids. Oh My!

The Hermetic science par excellence is alchemy; the famous Emerald Table, the bible of the alchemists, is attributed to Hermes Trismegistus and gives in a mysteriously compact form the philosophy of the All and the One. That which is above is like that which is below . . . . And as all things have … Continue reading “Dad, It Tastes Like Blood!” Alchemy And Briny, Smokey Crustaceans And Suids. Oh My!

Winter and Summer at Eastern Market Means Two Stews And A Dog!

Back in the winter of 2013 I traveled up to Michigan to see the family, meaning my daughter Kelsey and her husband Matthew Wisotsky and my son Nicholas Harvey and his wife Gerianne Ditto-Harvey.  Whenever I’m up in the Great North with the kids, I like to cook; therefore, it was time to visit Eastern … Continue reading Winter and Summer at Eastern Market Means Two Stews And A Dog!

Forest, Farm and What Will Be Left.

Two articles that dovetail with their concern over land, sea and sky–how we restore what has been damaged and how we farm what we’ve run into the ground.  Ecological and agricultural concerns synchronized. http://www.drb.ie/essays/the-restoration-drama http://www.npr.org/blogs/thesalt/2014/07/01/327248504/the-great-fish-swap-how-america-is-downgrading-its-seafood-supply?ft=1&f=1053 Continue reading Forest, Farm and What Will Be Left.

France And Nigeria? Rosé, Une Boucherie, Frejon Et Asa.

You want to prepare for and enjoy the World Cup match between France and Nigeria today, don’t you?  Well, here are five necessary steps. 1.) Procure and drink a rosé from Provence.  I recommend Bieler Pere et Fils Rosé 2013. And if you don’t have time to chill it, don’t worry you can drop in a … Continue reading France And Nigeria? Rosé, Une Boucherie, Frejon Et Asa.

A Journey North To The Underworld Via The Cattle Of The Feedlots and Madonna’s Vine

Much like Odysseus’ ship ploughing through Mediterranean Sea, my rented white Toyota Corrolla sails along the navigable waters of I-75, heading straight toward my meeting with the dead.  An exact simile, maybe not–but it’s the spirit of metaphor that counts.  I took the above photo while driving near or right at the speed limit of … Continue reading A Journey North To The Underworld Via The Cattle Of The Feedlots and Madonna’s Vine

From Monstrous Omelettes To A Giant Horse To Little Fish And A Dark Night Of The Gut.

I can’t eat another omelette.  Seriously, my first morning in Michigan I digested a Polish Omelette at Lake Breeze Restaurant in Harrison Township, then yesterday morning I polished off a Gyro Omelette at Leo’s Coney Island off Gratiot–six eggs in two days plus mystery meats, cheese and a scattering of vegetables. Look at it!  Amazing … Continue reading From Monstrous Omelettes To A Giant Horse To Little Fish And A Dark Night Of The Gut.