Wednesday Missives

Missing Miss Raya Buckets

Miss Raya Buckets stepped over the Rainbow Bridge earlier this year, where the can opener is always spinning. I sure miss her!

Party time

Party time

Don’t succumb to short-timers’ syndrome. Have a lemonade or a beer or a shrub, and let’s give some thanks on Saturday May 1st from 7-9 PM EDT on the House Party app.

A bitters experiment

A bitters experiment

Tried out the bitters and have only good things to say about it. Just two splurts will do it, though seven is good too! (Add a saxophone if you’ve got one handy.)

Planting seeds

Planting seeds

Effervescent excitement in Tunis. You don’t want to be the last on your block to look for Tita and Lil Bitters Brand aromatic bitters. Also, trees.

The year without an adjective

The year without an adjective

There’s no way to describe this past year without missing the point. A year we all stretched our cognitive dissonance to the limit. A year of shared experience, without a single hug.

BANNER DAY!!!

BANNER DAY!!!

It’s a banner day. A particular banner that stirs our hearts. It’s time we had it back.

Camel love

Camel love

A quick story about the camels I’ve passed around while traveling, ever since moving to Tunisia. I got to see the shop where they’re made!

This post is not about cats

This post is not about cats

This post is not about cats. It’s about walking around La Marsa in 2020, then taking a breather at the end of the year, and pushing forward again in 2021. Here’s to it, y’all!

Guest post from Gene!

Guest post from Gene!

Guest post from Gene Culver on a break from the nutjobs who fill our airwaves and screens these days

Little Bitty Christmas Post

Little Bitty Christmas Post

Nothing like being home for the holidays. Well, this year we’ve got to be creative to make it through. As long as eating is involved, I’m game!

The year of cooking dangerously

The year of cooking dangerously

Everything else has been dangerous this year, so why not cooking? I was lucky to have good local ingredients at hand, lacking some key ingredients to keep me experimenting, and sufficient anxiety to really enjoy this distraction.