Papa Epicurienne

Remembering Dad

On the last Friday in January of last year, the sun rose but my heart could not. My father had passed away overnight. This weekend marks the first anniversary of our loss and I’d like to honour it by remembering a few of the things that my father so loved in life. His family. Potatoes in every way,…

I’ve been largely absent of late, well, since 27 January, anyway, which is an unheard of amount of silence from me. I simply haven’t known how to write for a while. You see, I had one of those phone calls. You know the ones; when you’re smiling as you pick up the phone because you simply cannot…