Dulce et decorum est
How sweet and fitting it is to have pants that are, well, fitting once again. After nearly a decade of inexorable expansion of my waistline, the past two ...
How sweet and fitting it is to have pants that are, well, fitting once again. After nearly a decade of inexorable expansion of my waistline, the past two ...
“August 5, 2002.” That’s the date of the issue of The New Yorker I just tossed onto the growing stack on the floor. It is is one of the last remnants fr...
Well, now what do I do? It is a new year, a year that will contain, among other milestones, my son’s second birthday, the fifth anniversary of my first da...
I twirled today. For those of you reading this who are not personally acquainted with this author, this may seem a very curious statement. Perhaps it se...
At the risk of making this a far bigger deal out of this than is entirely justified, I announce that Albumen, the companion blog to Egg Yolks, will no l...