Barbara Froman's Blog, page 10

Uncommon

The man in the suit was middle-aged, unremarkable. I was walking toward the entrance of an office building. ~ ~ ~ I was raised to be well-mannered, say, please, thank you, Sir, Ma’am, at the appropriate times. It’s important to... Continue Reading →

The Home

The following is a true story. It happened in a clothing outlet, one mid-morning in early September. A mother and teenage daughter were waiting on line. The mother was fifty-ish, probably near, or in the throes of, her changes and... Continue Reading →

Pudding

Once upon a time, there was Comfort, and there was Safety, and each was known for its own special meaning. Because the two got along so well, they developed a relationship of mutual respect and autonomy. Comfort could live without... Continue Reading →

bubble universe

A bubble would be nice, don’t you think? With the current flu epidemic, it would be really nice. I could wrap myself up, knowing I’d be safe from airborne microbes just waiting to invade my throat and lungs, and venture... Continue Reading →

An Imperfect Stitch

There is an error in Shadows and Ghosts. During occasional battles with an ongoing obsession over symmetry and accuracy, I’ve considered correcting it…but only momentarily. ~~~ In 1975, Leon Redbone released his album, On the Track, which contains a rendition... Continue Reading →

pəʊ-teɪ-təʊ, pəʊ-tɑ-təʊ

Opinions. We all have them. In the absence of empirical truth, we generally feel comfortable with our opinions, and feel justified in expressing them. I’m no exception. I can think of a handful of writers, all of whom are regarded... Continue Reading →

Invective

I’ve tended to use profanity the way many people do—as an exclamation point. Hit my head on the freezer door (freezers on the top? Not a good idea), or bang my leg on a chair? Curse.  Break a plate or... Continue Reading →

Merry and Bright

Wishing everyone a joyous holiday and happy new year. Peace. Advertisements Filed under: holidays Tagged: holidays, sharing

Still Life

  As you can see, my cast iron pan has been busy.  There’s nothing like a batch of latkes to improve its seasoning. Wishing all who celebrate it a Happy Chanukah. May your days be filled with light, joy, and... Continue Reading →

Pan Fried

My parents had a cast iron skillet. It wasn’t very big, but many of the meals we had came out of it—eggs, burgers, chicken, steaks, fish, and grilled cheese sandwiches. The color of pitch, every surface of that pan was... Continue Reading →