During my recent visit to Boston, my friends took me to a hotpot restaurant. It had been a very long time since I last had a hotpot meal; in fact, this might have been as long ago as my backpacking
It's been raining all week in San Diego, and so I've been craving hot dishes, and particularly grains, for every meal. I have had cooked oats for breakfast, barley for lunch, and polenta for dinner.
After the presidential election here in the US, I experienced an uncharacteristic (for me) need to know what was going on in the world. People who know me know that I have rarely been bothered to