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The Farmer de Ville Chronicles
http://www.farmerdeville.com
Either a blog or a blague, posted by a blogger or a blagueur, depending on Farmer's mood, the position of the sun, the phase of the moon, the season, his state of mind, degree of energy or exhaustion...
Subjects to include: failed love affairs, wild mushrooms and foraging, local lore, narratives, restaurant reviews, sense and nonsense...
- Added on: Jan 7th, 2008
- Country: United States
- Language: English
- Author: Farmer de Ville
- Listed in: Non-Fiction Food & Drink
- Tags: Romance food oregon truffles wild mushrooms locavore
Recent Posts
Through This Frosted Window...
Right here, right now, tucked into a cabin on the edge of my favorite small town, I feel warmed and contented - a comfortable if transient visitor to a tight valley whose once fertile womb... [[ This is a content summary only. Visit my website for...
Bookmarks & The Chill of Early Evening...
Once in a while, the evidence of time’s passage clarifies and sharpens. He sees signs he can’t ignore. Maybe a friend from New York shakes his hand and he realizes it must have been fifteen years... [[ This is a content summary only. Visit my ...
Lonely Times & Lonely Music...
His day was long and full. Scruffing through the brush of the hillsides hunting for something he couldn't find. Digging the forest duff for white truffles which never turned up beneath the teeth of... [[ This is a content summary only. Visit my we...
Siberian Music & The Return to Dreaming...
The tight muscles of his lower back are sore from hours of digging truffière soil with a three-tined rake. Slipping his boots off at the front door, he sparks a long wooden match and touches it to... [[ This is a content summary only. Visit my web...
The Cedar Grove Pause...
He sat with his ass on the hard rail of a dead alder branch and watched snowflakes drift down between the splayed fingers of red cedar boughs. His eyes plumbed and scanned the November morning... [[ This is a content summary only. Visit my website ...
Distractions & The Backwoods Voyeur...
This past Sunday, I found myself at the edge of the wilderness just after sunrise on a dry and bright autumn morning. With a belly full of hot coffee, I stepped onto an old overgrown skid-trail,... [[ This is a content summary only. Visit my websit...
