Thought for Food

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Why did the Chicken Cross the Road? To Climb into Your Oven

By David Sherman My mother’s idea of roasting chicken was to leave it in the oven until the bird opened the oven door and screamed,...

Sun, moon brighter than ever

By Fred Reed Dearest old friend, I’m going to pursue the writing of this note intermittently as other tasks may intervene. But what’s the...

Start the Day By Getting Fried

By David Sherman I figure I’ve had 42,000 pieces of toast in my life, give or take. Some of it, the commercial wheat toast greasy spoons...

Twenty steps to tea

By Earl Fowler My mother-in-law, who died a couple of years ago, knew I worked at a newspaper and concluded early on — presumably because...

Fridge stew or cleaning out the box

If you’re like me, you might have a couple of grilled chops hanging out in the back of the fridge from Monday’s dinner, some mac and...

Give me some damn coke

This is a cautionary tale. There are many evils inherent in an appetite for Coca Cola, the consumption of which is, for many, akin to...