by Emily Esterson (Editor’s Note: To catch you up, the first of this two-chapter story can be found here.) Detective Coquere spooned a bit of yeast from the baker’s refrigerator into a bowl with warm water. The baker facing the detective’s inquiries had executed a horrid bake after an earlier success. It was troubling. “We’ll… Read More Breadder Burque Ch. XIV: Ultimate Findings in Case of the Dead Fungi
We wrote last week about the closure of Albuquerque Lincoln Junior High back in the 1970s. It’s so very tempting to post about 73 follow-ups to that closure, and I’m serious when I say it would make for a smashing book/film. Instead of a book here via 73 blogposts, I’ll try to stick to just… Read More Burque’s Lincoln Junior High & “…about 15 Mexican American Students”
We live in challenging moral/ethical/social times. For example: Now that indoor restaurant dining is permitted, do you go and support your local restaurant and its workers, or not go, supporting them by not possibly exposing them to your untested, possibly asymptomatic condition? There are, of course, near limitless numbers of such challenging questions at present.… Read More Today’s “Burque Cruise for Essential Workers”
I’ve found myself riding to public places during The Pandemic I normally wouldn’t visit. Not one for crowds, the very bad thing that is COVID-19 has brought me the good chance to ride the bike through places like UNM and Old Town Plaza in general serenity. As you’ve probably discovered as well, those days of… Read More Let’s Lose the Confederate Cannons on Burque’s Old Town Plaza
Plain, straight, white sourdough. That’s all I wanted to make. Simple formula, levain, ferment, bulk and shape, proof, some nice bread. Nothing fancy. But it was a tough, shitty week. Clients cancelling, or considering doing so, forcing me to watch the potential end of a business I’ve spent years building; Phone calls with lawyers regarding… Read More Breadder Burque, Ch. XIII: The Looming Splodgy Disaster
A long-time Albuquerque complaint made by myself and other non-motorized roadway users is that each and every quadrant in town has at least one bike/ped bridge over the Interstate, except the stretch of I-25 south of the Big-I. But there was a time… For years, I’ve had a personal fascination with Burque’s Lincoln Junior High,… Read More Mystery of the “Catwalk” Over I-25 to Lincoln Junior High
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