Loyal readers of this blog know that I have a special attachment to New Hampshire. We lived in the state for 11 years and have returned each summer save one for almost 40 years to the Peterborough area which is our home base. In addition to the annual summer deep dives into the political events of the moment, I continue to read the local newspaper, the Monadnock Ledger-Transcript, published twice...
Now that we’re back to inviting people to dinner – in small batches – we’ve resumed the practice of including in the invite a question about food restrictions. On occasion we’ve been amused by the dueling requirements listed by the guests – gluten-free, vegan, vegetarian, kosher, lactose intolerant, soy intolerant, nut allergies – which sometimes rule out just about every recipe in our playbook...
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By now we’ve all had our grand Thanksgiving dinners, reunited with family and friends we may not have seen since before the Pandemic, and have overcome the obstacles of making it back home, if we were unfortunate enough to have traveled for our holiday pleasures. I didn’t want to spoil the day, arguably the most beloved holiday on the calendar, by reminding you that so much of the historical...
I’ve borrowed the title of today’s entry from a play by that name about Arthur Miller’s monumentally ill-matched marriage to Marilyn Monroe. I’m assuming that Miller, in turn, had in mind the line from a 17th century New England primer which reads: “In Adam’s fall, we sinned all,” referring to the troubles we’ve all inherited from Adam’s inability to resist the temptation of eating the forbidden...