The Poet and the Pig Farmer
As a boy, every meal with my family began with Bless us Oh Lord for these thy Gifts We prayed together, heads bowed,...
Roast Beef, Well done (State Song of Iowa)
Every Sunday throughout my childhood, my mother made roast beef. It was always well done. Well done. My mother was, by any standards,...
Supergroups and Pancakes
Ever since the early output of the Wayne Newton/Leonard Cohen/Iggy Pop supergroup, songwriters have seldom ventured into the realm of pancake songs. A few...
Mother’s Day and That Darned Apostrophe
It’s the apostrophe that changes everything. If it did not exist at all (or had just been moved one letter to the right)...