Pan-fried Hemingway

The beer was very cold and wonderful to drink. … After the first heavy draft of beer I drank and ate very slowly. …from big Papi, A Moveable Feast. Pretty much sums everything up, don’t it? Really, though. I mean…that’s it. Don’t act like...

Poetic fisticuffs

February, 1936 “Nice Mr. Stevens. This year he came again pleasant like the cholera and first I knew of it my nice sister Ura was coming into the house crying because she had been at a cocktail party at which Mr. Stevens had made her cry by telling her forcefully what...