Set to Sea p. 32
I’m down with a cold, and If I try moving around with too much alacrity, it prompts my lungs to try and escape my body. So I’ve been mostly lying around, drinking pots of tea and reading MFK Fisher food essays, which seem like just the sort of thing to read when you’re only feeling partially alive (even though I don’t trust half her anecdotes).
Hey! Eleanor’s Secret Science Alliance got a pretty awesome review in Toronto’s Globe and Mail. That’s a big deal paper, right?