Tagged as: anne morse hambrock

Christmas Eve, that is. Not to be confused with the Turgenev novel, though his portrait of over-educated Russian intellectuals dithering around as the rest of Europe explodes in revolution seems sadly relevant at the moment. But we’ll get back to that, and, if we don’t, it will get back to us. As Fiona Katauskas says, […]

Anne Morse Hambrock (Ind) asks a troubling question in “Anne and God,” one that we should all ponder. Okay, that was long enough. Thing is, once something is established as a holiday dish, it doesn’t matter what it tastes like or how it’s made. Many a young bride (well, one I know of) has made […]