Winter’s Bright Spot: Buttermilk Pie - No. 187
A trip to an African American cookbook collection, thoughts on publishing & unexpected daffodils
A FEW BRAVE DAFFODILS EMERGE from the frozen landscape. They remind me that spring will come eventually if I’m patient, or so says the optimist. But the pessimist mutters, they’re only blooming because the deer won’t touch them.
Yet seeing something like a brave yellow daffodil in February makes them all the more pre…