Friday, January 30, 2015


Garlic! And what of onions? There is a national dish, Yassa, which is onions, salt pepper spices, over rice. One part onions, one part rice. When will Senegal be ready for an onion festival of such proportions? In Wolof, the word for "garlic", and "question" are the same

Wednesday, January 28, 2015


A trip to the dentist today, to translate for a friend. The fish tank gives me comfort, as does the stack of magazines, and dull art. I pass the time looking at light dental reading. All the teeth are numbered, but start at eleven. What happened to one through ten? I try to imagine a child with ten baby teeth, five up and five below. Ah ha, the dentist arrives and he is French. He speaks enough English to say "We glue it. Pay later". Without thinking, I offer my friend peanuts on the way home.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

"When I say friends I mean friends. Not anybody and everybody can be your friend. It must be someone as close to you as your skin, someone who imparts color, drama, meaning to your life, however snug and secure it may be."
- Henry Miller

"There must be an art to sharing your neuroses with someone else without frightening them away but showing your human weakness." "I think that's love"