"Give a Piece a Chance." — Books. Blog. Pie Classes. And a Pinch of Activism.
Yesterday I went to visit a new friend (and now that I have rented a house here, I can also call her a neighbor) — Cynthia Hood, the yoga teacher who lives a mile down the road. (She and her husband are building a beautiful new yoga studio, which I hope they don’t finish too … Read more
Today I made my pie debut in Terlingua and it was a great success! I baked a peach pie and two apple pies for the coffee house at La Posada Milagro. In a town of this size (pop. 200) word spreads fast like good gossip and as soon as the store window opened the customers … Read more
When I loaded up my Mini Cooper and drove from LA to Texas I didn’t know how long I would stay. A week, maybe two. That’s what happens here. One writer friend said she moved from New York City to Marfa to stay for two months. That was three years ago and she’s still in … Read more
Bob Webb, Mimi’s Dad, came to stay at La Posada Milagro for a few days. He’s 83, with both a mind and sense of humor as sharp as a cactus thorn, and he loves pie. Because last night was his last night in Terlingua I promised I’d make him a pie, any pie, he could … Read more
Yesterday morning I was driving along Highway 170, mesmerized by the rugged rock formations of the Chisos Mountains, when I saw this Betty Boop trailer parked by the side of the road.Located just a few miles down the road from La Posada Milagro in Terlingua, Texas (where I’m staying and cannot seem to leave!) the … Read more
Life doesn’t get any more basic than this. Flushing is one less thing to worry about. If only everything in life could be so simple.
Siesta, Texas-style, at La Posada Milagro.
Thursday started off as a perfectly beautiful Far West Texas day… So I took a little road trip… No, no, not in a covered wagon. In my new Mini Cooper. Leaving behind the tranquility of La Posada Milagro in Terlingua, I followed the Rio Grande River toward the Chinati Hot Springs, driving deeper and deeper … Read more
Since my wanderlust has been swelling like a Grand Marnier soufflé– and I can’t get to Egypt right now — I decided to continue my pie search closer to home. That is, if you consider Western Texas close to LA. I had driven through this part of the country during my move to and from … Read more