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The Scary People are Coming to Dinner
The part about extending invitations to dinner is luscious.”Oh, you really must come, see our new kitchen.” Head toss, wave. The best feeling ever is when the event itself is a long ways off, a beautiful feast on the horizon, everyone well-coiffed, pleasant, and… Continue Reading “The Scary People are Coming to Dinner”
Get a New Pan, Jan, Just Get Yourself Free
I set out to make chicken vegetable soup for my friend. I made beef barley for her last week which was exceptional. Beef barley is really the king of soups, if you ask me. Soup making is like art, I say to myself. What… Continue Reading “Get a New Pan, Jan, Just Get Yourself Free”
Prayers for Pork Chops and Plenty Good Sides
My friend and I went to a volunteer orientation because we decided we wanted to try to cook dinner for twenty-five people staying in a warming room. I’ve been planning menus in my head and have become fixated on pork chops, mostly because they… Continue Reading “Prayers for Pork Chops and Plenty Good Sides”
Waiting for the Dinner Bell
On the kitchen counter, there is a plastic bag full of freezer burn and what might possibly be remnants from a Thanksgiving turkey, year unknown. Next to the turkey bag is a small plastic refrigerator contained filled with something red. There is no label.… Continue Reading “Waiting for the Dinner Bell”
The Old Days with Alice and Chicken Kiev
Alice of Alice’s Restaurant has died. If I have to tell you more about who Alice May Brock was, well, you probably want to read somebody else’s blog post. Arlo Guthrie made Alice’s Restaurant famous with a song that lasted long enough to drink… Continue Reading “The Old Days with Alice and Chicken Kiev”
Spice Girl
There is no pumpkin pie here tonight. There is only the promise of pumpkin pie. There is no whipped cream for either circumstance. It seems to be that if you’re making a pie from the original vegetable, it’s going to take two days –… Continue Reading “Spice Girl”
Fennel Nights
What I love most about watching episodes of Julia Child’s The French Chef is how she scrapes the inside of a fish after scaling it and having the scales flying all over the place. I love how she pulls all the guts out, rinses… Continue Reading “Fennel Nights”
Waiting for the Dinner Bell
On the kitchen counter, there is a plastic bag full of freezer burn and what might possibly be remnants from a Thanksgiving turkey, year unknown. Next to the turkey bag is a small plastic refrigerator contained filled with something red. There is no label.… Continue Reading “Waiting for the Dinner Bell”
The Scary People are Coming to Dinner
The part about extending invitations to dinner is luscious.”Oh, you really must come, see our new kitchen.” Head toss, wave. The best feeling ever is when the event itself is a long ways off, a beautiful feast on the horizon, everyone well-coiffed, pleasant, and… Continue Reading “The Scary People are Coming to Dinner”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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