Thank you for sticking with me, readers. I’ve been busy with visitors, Jack’s 5th birthday party, more visitors, my dissertation, dissertation, dissertation… Did you know that it wasn’t until the 1840s that wood pulp was used to make paper? Or that Byron could speak so aptly of 21st century America? Man’s a strange animal and [...]
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long lapse
Posted in Poetry, Sweet Things, tagged Amy Campion on April 17, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
fritter, v. & n.
Posted in Poetry, Seafood, Whimsical, tagged Amy Campion, Amy Campion food on January 11, 2010 | 3 Comments »
The noun form of fritter—the one that speaks of food—derives from the Latin verb for “fry,” frigere. Although I’m writing a food blog, this is not the form of fritter I’m concerned with today. The other form, the transitive verb usually followed by “away” derives not from any culinary activity but from the Old English [...]
2 birthday parties (+1 more birthday)
Posted in Bread, Nuts, Poetry, Seafood, Sweet Things, Wine, tagged American Academy in Rome, Amy Campion, Amy Campion food, Byron in Rome, eating locally, local food, locavore, locavore Rome, Rome sustainable food, roving locavore on November 9, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Dylan turned five, and Jim turned ninety. We celebrated with them both. It was a busy, delicious day filled with tasty tidbits—of both food and conversation. Dylan and his parents live in a fourth floor walk-up in Trastevere. Sarah offered me a cafe latte as soon as we arrived, which was welcomed on a blustery [...]
Bread Loaf
Posted in Beer, Poetry, tagged Amy Campion, Amy Campion food, Bread Loaf Writers Conference, eat local Vermont, eat locally Vermont, locavore, Robert Frost After Apple Picking, roving locavore, Vermont beer, Vermont breweries, Vermont local food, Vermont locavore on August 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
No, not the food staple, but the writers’ conference. I went up to Ripton, VT, to spend the last night of the conference with Peter. It was a great evening. Peter gave a late-afternoon reading of poems from his most recent book, The Lions, in the century-old clapboarded Little Theater. After the reading, some went [...]
carrots and eros?
Posted in Poetry, tagged Amy Campion, Amy Campion food, food poetry, hemlock, John Keats, queen anne's lace, roving locavore, wild carrot, William Carlos Williams on August 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
It’s Queen Anne’s Lace season, which always brings to mind my favorite verbal convergence of food and sex: “Queen Anne’s Lace,” a poem by the famously philandering family doctor and truly great American modernist poet, William Carlos Williams. Queen Anne’s Lace Her body is not so white as anemony petals nor so smooth—nor so remote [...]
no more a-roving
Posted in Pasta, Poetry, Vegetables, tagged Amy Campion, Amy Campion food, Byron roving, Byron we'll go no more a-roving, Cloudland Farm, Cloudland Farm Italian sausage, costata romanesca, eat local Vermont, eat locally, eat locally Vermont, eating locally, Japanese eggplant, Killdeer, Killdeer Farm Stand, Killdeer Norwich, local eating, local food, locavore, New Hampshire locavore, Norwich farm, Norwich organic farm, organic sweet italian sausage, pasta sausage recipe, roving locavore, spring vegetable pasta recipe, Vermont farm stand, Vermont grass fed beef, Vermont local food, Vermont locavore on July 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Roving is a romantic way of saying moving from place to place. At one time, the word contained more layers of significance than it does now, including something like “lookin’ for love.” This sense finds its beautiful epitome in Byron’s love lyric, “We’ll go no more a-roving.” More than a poem of love, this is [...]
Cucumbers, Part I: Poetry
Posted in Philosophical, Poetry, Trends, Vegetables, tagged "The Task", "The Task" cucumber, Amy Campion, Cowper cucumber, cucumber poetry, cucumber salad, eating locally, food culture, good food movement, growing cucumbers, hothouse cucumber, local eating, locavore, modernization of food, Robert Hass cucumber, Robert Hass cucumber poem, roving locavore, William Cowper on July 22, 2009 | 1 Comment »
“If you think I am going to make A sexual joke in this poem, you are mistaken.” So says Robert Hass, in his playful poem, dryly titled “Poem With a Cucumber In It.” The poem contains etymological musings on “cumbersome” and “encumber,” musings on the Berkeley sky, memories of travel, and a rough recipe for [...]
“This Is Just To Say”
Posted in Fruit, Poetry, Whimsical on June 14, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I was in such a hurry to post those pictures earlier, that I forgot to mention the culmination of the evening in a stunning performance: 2 1/2-year-old Mimi’s recitation of this poem by William Carlos Williams. I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive [...]
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