Red Mug, Blue Linen
Saturday, November 29, 2014

Preserved lemons ii

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    I don't know anything     about substituting hon-     ey for sugar so I don't     do it. But I do believe     in the he...
Friday, November 28, 2014

Back home, see Paris

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     Mike Figgis, a moviemaker whose   works I've admired, is seen re-   marking in a Criterion supple-   ment to the first ...
Thursday, November 27, 2014

Say, fennel

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             Sancerre       + thanks Jean Lemersre Peut-Être, 9 cover, extract ...
Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Where the laundry comes

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            Clean shirt,          sage stuffing.
Monday, November 24, 2014

The university down the road: its hour

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     Suffer little children, and forbid      them not, to come unto me: for of      such is the kingdom of heaven. The sufferi...
Sunday, November 23, 2014

The thrum, unforgettable

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  I cannot look long   at any old photo-  graph of the city  without hearing some  music in the background.  T...
Saturday, November 22, 2014

Tanning time

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   The tanning phase of  the      upholsterer's trade ad-    dresses the conditioning     of the pelt, before its  ...
Friday, November 21, 2014

In for a fix?

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      When is it safe to go online?   I'd finished my latest Wode-   house, an overlong thing that   frittered away its élan...
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Writing to a colleague in the 1930s, the physicist Wolfgang Pauli confessed, “I have done a terrible thing. I’ve postulated a particle that can not be detected.” Eventually, Pauli won the Nobel Prize for his Exclusion Principle, i.e., all material particles exhibit space-occupying behaviour - and could very well fall within the province of restaurants. I wonder if red mug, blue linen will be that terrible thing, a postulate without a particle - that a gentleman is only that creature whose nourishment occupies no space. But whether that is true, is less urgent to know than where it comes from.
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