I’m busy researching my article for Sewasdee on washoku, pitching the Tuskegee Airmen story, looking for a few points more on my contract in India for the book about NRIs, looking to find the emotional space in the narrative on the race wars my family went through in the 1930s, and thinking about what to cook for dinner.
Duck breast, ground veal, chicken sausage, cheese and broccoli ravioli. I’m leaning towards soba and broth with duck. In Japan duck is kamo and in soup with noodles? Wow.
It’s that kind of weather, that kind of day.
Meanwhile, in local news, a software executive writes in after reading Back of the House: “This book makes me love the place even more. Thanks for writing it!”