Charles Bukowski once wrote a poem called Nirvana. I discovered it many years ago via Tom Waits reading it on his Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers, and Saints album. I don't know what it is about this poem - but I've listened to Waits' recording over and over again, and like to pretend I've found some piece of it a … Continue reading Did you notice the magic?
I mean eggplant. I grew up a picky eater. My two most frequent requests when I was little were Kraft macaroni and cheese, and Jolly Green Giant creamed spinach (yes, those specific brands). I eventually grew out of it; I don't recall exactly when I realized that eggplant is not horrible, but it's now one … Continue reading An Ode to Aubergine