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Perusings in food, cooking, and traveling from a wandering eating enthusiast. Wednesday, 10 November 2010. Three weeks in Florida and Arizona, hobnobbing my way across the two states with wine in tow. And though in general, this means that I have not been cooking, and have been rather desperate to find something green and resembling a vegetable, there has, of course, been food. There were cornmeal crusted, deep fried homemade pickles. There was pecan chocolate pie. There was beer brewed from milk.

Wednesday, August 05, 2009. Saturday, August 01, 2009. The room was thick with a type of sickness, a quiet horrible cackling bouncing off of every picture frame, bedpost, potted plant, and body in the room. My aunt looked at me helpless, he in fear. We fought it, there on that bed, and he survived Wednesday night. His eyes tell me that anyway. I picked tomatoes from the garden. I scattered grass seed in the backyard. My aunt and I spread flower seeds together. By this time, the horses were si.

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