Little Red Riding Hood

Listening to Katherine May interviewing Erica Berry on her new book Wolfish triggered the memory of my first Hallowe'en costume, Red Riding Hood. Wolves have often been a cypher for our fears. Berry believes wolves are more than what they seem β€” that we project our fears onto them and make them symbols of everything... Continue Reading →

Frumenty

We have a tradition in my father's family of having special food at Christmastide. They hailed from Nottinghamshire, Britain. A bowl of hot boiled wheat porridge called frumenty was made only for Christmas time. This ancient pottage hails from the middle ages and my version bears some resemblance to the medieval frumente. My Dad always... Continue Reading →

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