Odd memories

Where you’ll find the memories jostled loose by happenings at Clean Slate Farm

Mint, A Play

24 January 2014

Some time ago I was working on an article about mint. That which makes ice cream so wonderful. It was late, very late. I was getting giddy and full of coffee. Out of the blue I was struck with the idea to write a short play about mint, the origins of mint actually. I think […]

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Aunt Stef’s Mothers Day Present

21 March 2011

  My Aunt Stef was the one person I could rely on to pull me from the fire whenever I got into trouble. Any heavy-duty injury warranted a stop at her house so she could perform triage and make the call to my mother explaining that I was okay but…. She rapidly became my favorite […]

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My Bapci’s Babka

8 March 2011

Some of my most vivid childhood memories are of Easter time when my bapci (pronounced bop-chi, which is Polish for grandmother) would make babka bread. Each of her eight children would get a loaf or two for the traditional Easter dinner.

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