IF YOU WANT HAPPY ENDINGS, READ COOKBOOKS*

We get a physical monthly magazine from our local Swedish grocery store chain that is chock-full of recipes. It’s named BuffĂ© and it is, indeed, that, in terms of instructions on putting food together. Neither Anders nor I cook much anymore, though he’s much more likely to whip together a tomato and onion soup if we have crushed tomatoes in the pantry. I think about cooking like I think about posting here…a great deal of it happens only in my head. I just spent an hour going through the backlog of magazines in the basket, with the intent of recycling....