Farewell, farewell! We’ll never meet again, this side of 2014

It feels a little odd doing a year-end wrap-up of a mostly silent blog year, but I think I can handle it; in fact, I’m going to enjoy this opportunity to run off at the mouf a bit. Anyway, the usual, hey? Highlights, a few lowlights, and some mush about what’ll go down in 2015 (because I…

Brain/Food: a 21st-century Tasha Tudor

Tasha Brandstatter is one of my internet people. For a while, we both wrote for the sadly now retired Food Riot, but long before that, we knew each other as book bloggers. (I think I even once wrote a guest post for her Truth, Beauty, Freedom, & Books site about what constitutes a Classic…which is hilarious,…

Bun-fight

Olde Timey Bookes full of Olde Timey Wordes comprised my area of study in grad school; this was only proper as so many of those words were/are thoroughly delightful. If you haven’t read The Tempest recently, maybe you’ve forgotten that in Renaissance England, mushrooms were often called mushrumps and pie shells were known as coffins….