I know a lot of you have a fondness for my husband. In fact, I harbor a suspicion that, if Kevin weren’t a big part of Starving, I’d have almost no readers at all. His projects — particularly the ill-fated chicken-plucker — seem to be the most interesting part of what we do here. So […]
If you listen to Tennyson, you know that spring is the time when a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of love. It was smart of Tennyson to focus on the young when it comes to the thinking that happens in spring, because we older folk have much less poetic concerns. For starters, there’s the […]
I am not a romantic. My husband will vouch for me here. When we got married, it was a cut-and-dried affair. We went down to City Hall with our two oldest friends and, eight seconds later, we were married. We then took our two oldest friends out for breakfast, and got on a plane to […]
Animals always want to do dangerous stuff. Cats want to prowl the woods at night. Dogs want to stick their heads waaaaaay out the window. Pigs want to break out of their pens and explore a major street (trust me on this one). And chickens? Chickens want to be out in the fresh air and […]
He makes things all right.