Give Us This Day Our Daily Dirt

The doctor writes down what I might have: an occult bacterial infection. I’ve presented with vague symptoms–not fever, not chills, not headache; not blurred vision or runny nose or scratchy throat or ear ache or rash or suddenly flat feet.  Just a kind of malaise that, if I’m unlucky, might transition to one of the…More

Chics and Tuna

One of my fondest memories is having lunch at the Buca del Orafo in Florence. My wife took me there the first time–in 1978.  We had a Fiorentina, the giant Italian t-bone steak, which was awesome. In subsequent visits we’ve skipped the steak and enjoyed the shaved artichoke and pecorino antipasto, pasta with fresh peas,…More