Brokken for Breakfast

I was introduced to coffee  before I was five,  like many Mennonite children mid-20th century. Home baked white bread, past its prime freshness, but not yet stale, was torn into pieces in a cereal bowl. Hot black drip coffee was poured over the bread, soaking it through and leaving a small puddle at the bottom.

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Tale of Two Soups

Minestrone We’ve just finished the large batch of minestrone I made last Saturday.  I haven’t got it quite right because it’s just a bit too thick, and I’d rather make ratatouille if I’m making vegetable stew.  It’s based on and old Moosewood (Mollie Katzen) recipe.  I was fortunate enough, one spring to stop at the

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Got gout?

Seems I have. It turns out I really am too full of piss and vinegar! The disease of kings, youngest sons in early English novels, and unrelenting carnivores. I have learned it is a combination of genetics, poor diet, lack of exercise, and too much beer and whiskey. The beer and yes, even the whiskey

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The Shootist Orders Breakfast

I travel unfamiliar roads, uncertain of my destination bumping along in  squealing oxcart, much to my embarrassment.  I desire to be a man that can kill and clean game without leavings in the flatland territories. Hah, I say, I always say, hah in my dreams. All in green riding Where’s my horse? I could be driving

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Buy Nothing Day Dream

I’ve forgotten the dream I had about sleeping in the river with the fishes, the first time I’ve ever had a dream starting in a poem instead of the other way around. But dreamt another dream last night. I have recurring dreams about grocery stores, which are now usually too big for me unless I am

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The Poem Before The Dream

MUDDY FISH The farmed trout look mildly ashamed wrapped in the fridge, never having seen the wild. Anthropomorphizing I forgive  their providence. They’re fresh after all. I’m the sort of man gets his fish from the store, the river too far for him to walk.  The walleye he wants undisturbed, gathering light, on the bottom.

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Where’s the Beef?

  At Frigs Natural Meats, an all local, all organic, butchery, in a small strip mall on Main on the right, just after the Perimeter. Monique Perro introduced us to the meat bringing it home. Even the mince, as my Aussie (pronounced ozzie, thank you very much!) wife calls the ground beef, completely convincing in

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Big Beef and Barley Stew

Prep Time – 30 – 60 minutes (There’s usually time after every stage to do the prep for the next one). Cooking time (includes prep time) – 2 hours Step One 1 onion, diced 4 cloves of garlic, minced 1 cup sliced mushrooms 1 or 2 sticks of celery sliced Ghee (Clarified Butter) or olive

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Tomato Soup For the Bowl

I like soup. Hot soup on cold days is a lot of soup in Manitoba. I only have one soup recipe in Vicipedia, Komst Borscht, but plan to learn others. I like carrot ginger soup, I like minestrone, hot and sour, but not the spinach soup I had yesterday at the Free Press Cafe. The

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