It was hard for me to decide what to post today. I have so many stories clamoring that they’re like a bunch of noisy, impatient, pushy people all trying to squeeze out a narrow doorway at the same time. What keeps coming up most, however, is food. These days I’m
I met Judy at a gas stop when I was on a road trip to the Women Writing the West conference in Arizona. When Judy saw Hedy in harness, she said, “My husband and I donated a dog to a school for the blind.” Many people have told me they
I was standing before a green wall of produce at the Ukiah Natural Foods Co-Op, trying to decide which leaves looked most like Romaine when I noticed a little pulling on the leash in my hand. Startled, I looked down and saw someone crouching next to Hedy, petting her head
Loretta Burriss Ussery lives in the house her grandfather built two generations ago on a flat part of Scotts Valley in Lake County. During the time my friend Stephanie Del Bosco and I were working on Homestead Recipes, Letty’s five-generations cookbook, we had the privilege of visiting her often, sitting
Ever since I was a young girl in the 1950s I’ve wanted to be a singer in a band—rock ‘n roll, of course. Mainly, I wanted to be cool, and what could be more cool than that? Alas! I was the second daughter of a Confucian scholar. Rock ‘n roll