Soup

Eastside Road, January 3, 2015—

YESTERDAY WAS A FAST day, appropriately after the many days of feasting: simply the morning caffelatte with a slice of buttered toast, then a handful of nuts with a cup of tea in the evening. As I'm sure I've mentioned before, we've been doing this one day a week, usually Tuesdays, for two or three years now. We find it re-tunes the palate, keeps the weight in line, and gains us an hour or so which can profitably be used elsewhere. I like to think it reminds us of, well, mindfulness, too; each nut in that handful takes on a special meaning and presence, and I think, while chewing them, of the many people in the world who go hungry.

And today we continued a simple regime, having just a bowl or two of soup in the evening, and a green salad…

"Guadagni" red, Preston of Dry Creek