In 1988, my family rented a house on Capitol Island in Maine, just outside of Boothbay Harbor. It was a lovely setting in a house that reeked of three floors of mildew. My mother kept a pot of orange peels, cinnamon sticks, and cloves simmering for two weeks.

Last night, we hosted a Dungeons & Dragons game. Food delivery wasn't available because it ( Read more... )