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...beloved Washington Redskins made it to the Super Bowl in 1992, I was in Moscow and the Russian networks weren't showing the game. I called my father who, before he went out to watch the contest with friends, hammered a nail in the wall next to the kitchen radio and hung the receiver. For four hours I sat in my frigid Moscow office listening to the game, occasionally clenching my fist in triumph. The Internet has responded to that need. Games are now tracked play-by-play and broadcast live online, often for free. You don't want...
...counsel and sous-chef--bought into a cheesemaker, Egg Farm Dairy. Later came Astra Ridge water and Charlie Palmer Steak. Most recently, the group has taken points in Astra West, a restaurant-catering operation to open this fall in Los Angeles, and the Hotel Healdsburg/Charlie Palmer's Dry Creek Kitchen in Sonoma County, Calif., scheduled for the summer...
...played a part in the disturbing statistics. When my daughter and I sat down at the kitchen table last year to fill out the Census form, we reported as one of the 7.2% of American households headed by a single mother. I've been a single mother for so long that I've stopped thinking about it, but now that the numbers are out, the backlash has begun. We are dysfunctional. Our home is broken. We are at risk and vulnerable. America is going to hell in a handbasket, and we are holding the basket--confounding the eternal American happy...
...merlin has come to pose upon a post outside a kitchen window - dove-colored and innocent, until you look again and see it is no dove, but a merlin, that is, a pigeon-hawk. Yesterday, not far from the post, we found a catbird lying dead on its side, unmarked by struggle or wound. Perhaps it died of cardiac infarction or some other internal disaster, but I suspect the merlin...
...cats bring offerings to us, neatly severed red squirrel tails that they lay ceremonially outside the kitchen door where we feed them. The cats leave the tails for us like tips for the waiter. My wife assembled a collection of a half dozen red squirrel tails, laid out in a row on a shelf in her office. But in the middle of the night, the mice came into the office and carried every one of the tails away...