All posts filed under: fear not!

chocolate chia pudding

another seedy affair

Here’s a funny thing.  I was just about to write a post about seedy pudding and stress.  I’ve just received an urgent fax from down in the research department, letting me know that I have already done that, with this post right here.  There are no new ideas under my sun.  Everything I said there about stress and the temple of the body: still think that.  But at least this is a new pudding. There was an article a couple of weeks ago in a venerable newspaper about the health benefits of chia seeds.  This is the same venerable newspaper that is so concerned with veracity that it published the following correction: Correction: October 19, 2012 An earlier version of this article described incorrectly a beverage that Ahmed Abu Khattala was drinking at a hotel in Benghazi, Libya. It was a strawberry frappe, not mango juice, which is what he had ordered. It now reads: “But just days after President Obama reasserted his vow to bring those responsible to justice, Mr. Abu Khattala spent two leisurely hours …

souffle baked

a moving account

We’ve been doing some serious sorting around the house, long overdue.  I am not speaking figuratively of this sort of startling renovation of the Raisin; I mean going through closets and drawers and the boxes of papers and drawings and photos that have accumulated.  Most of the paper correspondence in these boxes is vintage material.  After the advent of email, the volume of letters from far-flung pals was sharply reduced.  Gone are the days of the little thrill when you recognized (or didn’t) the handwriting on the outside of the envelope, the rustly feel of airmail paper, the interesting stamps. It’s kind of hard to recall a time before email, but in one of my boxes, I hit a vein of slippery, thermal-paper faxes, and I remembered that when two of my closest friends moved overseas, we began faxing letters back and forth.  Typing these letters made them much easier to read, and one of these friends, when she received the first one, said—well, it’s nice to get the letter so fast, but it’s kind …