by Celia Hayes
Alack and alas, the squashes which I planted in the spring, which came up, leafed out and flowered bountifully never actually produced any squash plants before they gracefully sank to the ground, withered and gave up the ghost. This has been to my complete mystification …
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Because the unjust steals the just's umbrella!
Or so runs the traditional couplet – here in San Antonio, hardly anyone has an umbrella …
by Celia Hayes
So, many of the headlines this week concern themselves with Korea, a country which I have some slight connection to; that is where my father was serving a tour when I was born. And a good few decades later, I did a year-long tour there …
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This was one of these things that I read so long ago that I don't remember when, or who, save that it was an interview with a rather clever and creative chef being interviewed …
by Celia Hayes
Knowing how important historic 'firsts' are to civic life and the partisans of hometown institutions, I expect that any day there will be a showdown between Lockhart and Galveston over which town has the oldest continuously operating public library in Texas. A routine googlectomy turns …
by Celia Hayes
When my younger brother and sister and I were in elementary school, my father was a grad-student in hot pursuit of a doctorate in zoology, and my mother was – in the tradition of the time – a full-time stay-at-home mom …
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by Celia Hayes
In last week's post I mentioned the gifts that I was intending to give to three people who – because I am in business with, sporadically employed by, or just really, really fond of them – rate something a little …
by Celia Hayes
I know, I am trying as hard as I can to get into the Christmas mood – an uphill fight, since I have been sidelined most days by the Cold From Hell. This is the cold that I developed after Thanksgiving, which …
by Celia Hayes
My mother just sent us a basket of gourmet foods from Spain as a Christmas present for us again, since last year's basket from La Tienda was such a big hit. We loved living in Spain, loved the food, adored grazing from …
by Celia Hayes
It is that time of year again, isn't it? It's that happy season when custom commands that gifts large and small, yet always carefully and tastefully chosen, are bestowed upon spouses, children, families, kinfolk, co-workers, neighbors and sometimes …