The delicious M.F.K. Fisher

It’s a couple months ago now that I increased my personal happiness tenfold by reading M.F.K. Fisher’s Serve It Forth (1937); I’ve been wondering the whole time how to write about it. This book is both perfect and in a form I’ve never dipped into before–food writing. Essays I am familiar with, certainly (although, sadly,…

An open letter to Toronto City Council

Hey guys, Tough week, hey? We all knew Mayor Ford was trouble, but the last few days have really highlighted just how much trouble–although I suspect, and I know you suspect, that more will soon be revealed. (I’m not even going to bother linking to anything here; THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS, AND IS TALKING ABOUT,…

Much more than two bushels of laughter: Miguel de Cervantes’s Don Quixote

It’s pretty wonderful when you read a book so fat with history, matter, and cultural capital that you can barely lift it AND end up really enjoying it. Cervantes’s classic Don Quixote was written between 1605 and 1615; it has undergone several important translations, including one by Smollet (who managed to make his version significantly…