I love this word. I picked it from a Time’s review this morning like fruit still warm from the vine.
Eliptical: characterized by extreme economy of expression or omission of superfluous elements.
It’s the kind of word you could shout out on the dance floor. My mother would say it is a good description of how I chose to live life as a child.
I was just getting ready. Holding down the fort.
There is beauty in the silence of bread and water. And there is beauty in boeuf bourguignon and a bottle of glutenous wine.
I was having a hard time letting go of cold weather last night. I made a whole wheat pasta with fried sage leaves and hunks of roasted garlic that you could easily imagine eating in rooms of cold stone walls and glowing fires.