The bright circle of lamplight fell across shining plates heaped with Ma’s good bread, and crackling salt pork, and potatoes from the little garden browned in butter from Ellen, the Jersey cow.
“Here’s something to round out the supper, girls,” said Pa. Continue reading
on a
blueeyed
dish lies
this
pinkandsilver wrapped
strawberry thing Continue reading
Into these trembling hands has lately fallen a candy bar that promised sweet deliverance from the bitter reapings of the sober life. From Japan, land of the raisin rum, came a peculiar variety of Kit Kat infused with the savor of demon alcohol. Continue reading
My mind became twisted and frenzied. The flavor of milk chocolate flowed through me, but beneath it was something bitter and sinister, a suspicious suggestion of legal pharmaceuticals chewed in a desperate attempt to keep the madness of the wild Kumamon at bay. Continue reading
