Green Lentil Soup

My presentation on the neurology of metaphor this morning went well, and then I hurried off to exchange my black business suit for a chartreuse skirt and sandals because it is 75 degrees and sunny this afternoon in Savannah. With my last few hours, I attended a show with the Savannah Music Festival; I saw […]

Getting Fat in Savannah

I am not finding much whole-wheat here in Savannah, Georgia. This seems to be an anti-bread city, save for the dilute, to-go cup varietal. My stomach and its tubes (and likely too my heart and its tubes) are slickening with the southern cuisine available to me. Last night I ate this tasty slab at The […]