When I decided to stop writing about five years ago I did, as you say, sit down to reread the 31 books I’d published between 1959 and 2010. I wanted to see whether I’d wasted my time. You never can be sure, you know.
My conclusion, after I’d finished, echoes the words spoken by an American boxing hero of mine, Joe Louis. He was world heavyweight champion from the time I was 4 until I was 16. He had been born in the Deep South, an impoverished black kid with no education to speak of, and even during the glory of the undefeated 12 years, when he defended his championship an astonishing 26 times, he stood aloof from language. So when he was asked upon his retirement about his long career, Joe sweetly summed it up in just 10 words.
“I did the best I could with what I had.”
Philip Roth on rereading 31 of his published works.
"One Cigarette" by Edwin Morgan (read by Tom Hiddleston)
Reactions to a boy without a jacket in Norway. :)
I fail at taking photos, but luckily while my back was turned my roommate took these and made a collage.
So upper left corner is the savory financier with gruyere and cherry tomatoes.
Upper right is the french onion soup.
Left Bottom is the mustard/brown sugar pork loin with a red wine/apple juice reduction, and prunes stuffed with duck liver mousse.
The the last photo is pot au chocolat with whipped cream and hazelnuts.
Hope everyone else had a great Valentine’s day!!