Posted in Part One, Section 5, tagged bread-baking, pain aux fibres, pain aux figues, pain Campagrain, pain de campagne on October 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“Ajoutez le pastis, C’est pas un pastiche…,” he wailed to the tune of Ne me quitte pas!:
Moi, je peine
Pour faire le pain,
Avec mes mains,
Le pain si fin:
Le pain de campagne,
—press, fold, turn—
Le pain Campagrain,
Le pain aux fibres
Le pain aux figues!
Ajoutez le Pastis!
Ajoutez le Pastis!
Ajoutez le Pastis!
—press, fold, turn—
Ajoutez le Pastis!
Posted in Part One, Section 5, tagged bread-baking, honey, lavender, pastis, perfection, provence on October 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Next time, he would add amaranth … and perhaps a handful of lightly toasted, finely chopped pinoli. And honey. Lavender honey. Morris enjoyed kneading the warm dough: press, fold, turn, press, fold, turn. He thought about the fields of lavender in Provence—a wash of purple, the insistent drone of bees, the distinctive camphoraceous [...]
Posted in Section 4, tagged edit proofs, English literature, fiction, procrastination on October 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
At the prospect of returning to the proofs she was supposed to be editing, Arden executed a deft, if familiar, mental sidestep: she did not care—nor had she ever particularly cared—for English literature.
Posted in Part One, Section 3, tagged Amagansett, cat, Columbine, delayed spring, French lilac, lily of the valley on October 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It was the third week in April. Back home, the narcissus would already be up, the snow (such as it was) a distant memory. But here—Aimée bent down to pick up Columbine, one of their two cats (Harlequin, the other, would, she knew, already be waiting for her on the kitchen table), and [...]
