Category Archives: Food
s u n d a y
Overcast, warm unless the air is moving, reading Anne Carson, I went running in the forest, in my old running shoes, that need replacing, on the narrow dirt path, squishy with mud. Finn and I, and the small dogs, like … Continue reading
Filed under bacon, beauty, everything, Food, freedom, gratitude, heaven and earth inside of us, joy, rich
The next two days
I mostly ate the same sorts of things. My jaw hurt, the nerves like exposed rock on a mountaintop that is harried by the wind. I took the last of a bottle of vicodin leftover from when I got a … Continue reading
Experiment
I am going to try and write what I eat every day for a week for an experiment Today was sunny and cold Corinne was here for breakfast and we ate what we always do- love. We also had eggs … Continue reading
Argiope aurantia vs. the giant who made civilization
I slept well last night. You are not going to believe this, but the weather has been warming and yellow garden spiders the size of my thumbnail have been making the trek through the wall between my shack and the … Continue reading
Filed under argiope aurantia, focus is a form of love, Food, home, inspiration, nostalgia, the night
National Bacon Day in the Republic of Zanahoria
I ate bacon twice today. My body is a beast, and demands the pork fat. C made me breakfast- I was groggy, woke up in a black mood, the morning wind balmy, the clouded sky more bright than usual. The … Continue reading
everything
I sleep with the windows open and it’s cold now, as wintry as Portland will get. In the mornings I come up as if from the bottom of a deep hot pit and the cold air bites the tip of … Continue reading
Filed under beauty, everything, Food, I love my friends, joy, love, Privilege, Reality, Sometimes shit sucks, the cold
land of the midnite ice-cream binge
. . Debbie and I are making pemmican, which first requires making caribou jerky. So today I thawed some meat from a roadkill caribou I found in the road a while ago and cut it into thin slices and put … Continue reading
Braggs is made with hydrochloric acid and baking soda, Raw Foodism is for the wealthy, panicked classes, and I need glasses
.Last week I decided to be Raw. Maybe because I’ve been sick off and on for the past four months, whereas before I got sick maybe once every two years- maybe because I always find ways to sneak sugar into … Continue reading
Filed under Environmental Toxins, Food, Portland, Privilege
