For many, the 2020 definition of “freedom” is: I don’t have to give a shit about anybody else. Maybe that’s always been the definition for a sizable portion of humanity and it just seems that portion is more sizable these days, particularly in the purported “land of the free.” An important part of expressing such… Read More Our Driving Freedom to Kill People Who Get in our Way
by Emily Esterson Yesterday, my pumpernickel loaf looked brown and rich and shaped in a nice tight log. A new recipe is always a crap shoot, especially one printed off some random website, but I felt confident during the process that things were moving apace. The dough did what it was supposed to do—firm up,… Read More Breader Burque Ch. XVII: Taking My Temperature
Looking for a new bike path ride these days? Eschew those aerosol droplet emitting throngs on the Bosque Path and check this out. It is now possible for cyclists to ride multi-use path all the way from Valle de Oro NWR to/from Rio Bravo Blvd. and east and south from there to Mesa del Sol,… Read More 2nd Street Bike Path From Valle de Oro Completed
I’ve rarely experienced writer’s block. I know the trick of just free-writing whatever comes into your head to break through the brain noise preventing me from getting the words to flow. Nonetheless, I am also fully aware that most of my first-pass writing sucks and that’s just part of the process, and my creative work,… Read More Breadder Burque Ch. XVI: Bake on Through to the Other Side
I’ve had the lazy, wandering pleasure each of the past eleven summers to spend at least a month of it out of town riding a bicycle. 2009: Germany; 2010: Katy Trail, Missouri and on down the Mississippi River; 2011: U.S. East Coast; 2012: Germany/Netherlands: And, so on. But, to quote Paul McCartney from “Let it… Read More When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Go on a Faux Bike Tour
by Emily Esterson Sometimes, even when you think you’ve done everything right, the results are tragic. There are the sourdough bagels that turn into tiny hard disks (which was mystifying, because I’m really, really good at bagels, normally). There was a cake disaster of sticky, gluey non-cakiness. There was the famous brioche mishap, that brought… Read More Breadder Burque, Ch. XV: Books and Baguettes
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