No amount of hot, bubbling, and fattening comfort food can thaw the chill from my winter bones. I am dead to comfort until April, quite possibly May. I wish that my system, so tolerant of meat and potatoes (especially meatloaf and mashed potatoes, but open to steak frites, and corned beef hash, and meatballs swimming in marijuana (typo: marinara)) could better tolerate ice cold Stoli shots, enough to re-route my fixation on bulk and thickness to delirium tremens and sprawled outages on my den rug, to achieve mind and body control like a bear in hibernation.
...notwithstanding any other food fear, sentiment, fixation, longing, dream, taboo, burp, or memory I may have or ever had, there will always be the wondrous egg, scrambled, poached, boiled, easy-over, omeleted, cooked fancy or plain, my best breakfast friend.
In the alternative, if anyone out there was forced to eat calf’s liver as a dodge against winter anemia: that part of my childhood food nightmare tossed its cookies long ago. Gross!
But notwithstanding any other food fear, sentiment, fixation, longing, dream, taboo, burp, or memory I may have or ever had, there will always be the wondrous egg, scrambled, poached, boiled, easy-over, omeleted, cooked fancy or plain, my best breakfast friend. Except the new egg packaging telling heartwarming stories of happy and healthy hens and the farmer families who love and coddle them, gets me very confused and anxious as I attempt to select from the buzzy egg display on my supermarket’s shelves.
Here is what I said about myself on the back page of my 2020 humor/drama/politico novel "The Debutante (and the Bomb Factory)" (edited here, for clarity):
"Jonathan Canter Is a retIred attorney; widower; devoted father and grandfather (sounds like my obit); lifelong resident of Greater Boston; graduate of Harvard College (where he was an editor of The Harvard Lampoon); fan of waves and wolves; sporadic writer of dry and sometimes dark humor (see "Lucky Leonardo" (Sourcebooks, 2004), funny to the edge of tears); gamesman (see "A Crapshooter’s Companion"(2019), existential thriller and life manual); and part-time student of various ephemeral things."
The Deb and Lucky are available on Amazon. The Crapshooter is available by request to the author in exchange for a dinner invitation.