Tumblr (3.0; @foodforthoughtbooks)http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/af43c9e77e87c9d07203c07ff6d0ea5b/tumblr_molm26ph391r67o2fo1_400.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption"><span class="hasCaption">“Butter Roasted On A Spit- To roast a pound of butter curiously and wel, you shal take a pound of sweet butter and beat it stiffe with sugar, and the yolkes of eggs; then clap it roundwise about a spit, and lay it before a soft fire, and presently dredge it with the dredging before appointed for the pig…”<br/><br/> What next? Find out in <a href="http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/book/9781935613527">The Curious Cookbook</a>!<br/></span></span></p>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/53286790118http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/53286790118Tue, 18 Jun 2013 13:03:00 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4a0a2433ff51b919d08d0773f3b81127/tumblr_mojx47GDRt1r67o2fo1_400.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption"><span class="hasCaption">“Her body moved with the frankness that comes from solitary habits. But solitude is only a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot; every choice is a world made new for the chosen. All secrets are witnessed.<br/><br/> If someone in this forest had been watching her—a man with a gun, for instance, hiding inside a copse of leafy beech trees—he would have noticed how quickly sh<span class="text_exposed_show">e moved up the path and how direly she scowled at the ground ahead of her feet. He would have judged her an angry woman on the trail of something hateful.<br/><br/> He would have been wrong. She was frustrated, it’s true, to be following tracks in the mud she couldn’t identify. She was used to being sure. But if she’d troubled to inspect her own mind on this humid, sunlit morning, she would have declared herself happy.<br/><br/> She loved the air after a hard rain, and the way a forest of dripping leaves fills itself with a sibilant percussion that empties your head of words. Her body was free to follow its own rules: a long-legged gait too fast for companionship, unself-conscious squats in the path where she needed to touch broken foliage, a braid of hair nearly as thick as her forearm falling over her shoulder to sweep the ground whenever she bent down. Her limbs rejoiced to be outdoors again, out of her tiny cabin whose log walls had grown furry and overbearing during the long spring rains. The frown was pure concentration, nothing more. Two years alone had given her a blind person’s indifference to the look on her own face.”<br/><br/> — from recent staff pick, <a href="http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/book/9780062274045">Prodigal Summer</a> by Barbara Kingsolver </span></span></span></p>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/53213419673http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/53213419673Mon, 17 Jun 2013 15:07:00 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c0b42f7e124ac23f4fd8159fa0dd78b9/tumblr_moju5yaHSl1r67o2fo1_400.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption"><span class="hasCaption">“When she woke, she was red. Not flushed, not sunburned, but the solid, declarative red of a stop sign.<br/><br/> She saw her hands first. She held them in front of her eyes, squinting up at them. For a few seconds, shadowed by her eyelashes and backlit by the hard white light emanating from the ceiling, they appeared black. Then her eyes adjusted, and the illusion faded. She examined the backs, the palms. They floated above her, as starkly alien as starfish.”<br/><br/> —from the extraordinary <a href="http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/book/9781565126299">When She Woke</a> by Hillary Jordan<br/></span></span></p>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/53208996750http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/53208996750Mon, 17 Jun 2013 14:03:00 -0400<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/2d9a15dfb992ab0d6f352a40235ab106/tumblr_mnjapgOe8m1r67o2fo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" data-ft='{"type":45}'><span class="hasCaption">Audience for Michelle Tea & Ali Liebegott reading at Food For Thought Books!<br/><a href="http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/event/michelle-tea-and-ali-liebegott" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank"><span>http://</span><span class="word_break"></span><span><a href="http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com">www.foodforthoughtbooks.com</a></span><span class="word_break"></span><span>/event/</span><span class="word_break"></span><span>michelle-tea-and-ali-liebeg</span><span class="word_break"></span>ott</a></span></span><span class="fbPhotoTagList" id="fbPhotoSnowliftTagList"><span class="fcg"> </span></span></p>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/51601406337http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/51601406337Tue, 28 May 2013 20:29:40 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0de8241db72b3a3b3480148d7049c234/tumblr_mm3cjwKJwI1r67o2fo1_400.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>happy may day!</p>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/49358725465http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/49358725465Wed, 01 May 2013 10:00:50 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/61d7044951e26c068fe4cb11e7957c7e/tumblr_mlm72cCseZ1r67o2fo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p></p> <p></p> <h2>Overflow: Tales of Butch-Femme Love, Sex, and Desire by Miel Rose<br/><a href="http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/event/overflow-tales-butch-femme-love-sex-and-desire">http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/event/overflow-tales-butch-femme-love-sex-and-desire</a><br/><a href="http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/book/9781300583448">http://www.foodforthoughtbooks.com/book/9781300583448</a><br/><br/><br/></h2>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/48536146428http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/48536146428Sun, 21 Apr 2013 12:56:36 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1e708fbc4f95cfc9f6c535f70ecacd1e/tumblr_mk0pzuG5zl1s4q5dvo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kayepublicity.tumblr.com/post/46075385669/whats-your-favorite-bookshop">kayepublicity</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>What’s your favorite bookshop?</p> </blockquote>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/46108044164http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/46108044164Sat, 23 Mar 2013 18:31:52 -0400<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/e5fb022bcccf5fa3334ee7bbacd88f74/tumblr_mk4q7rP4HN1s6w8ubo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://itscatiinha.tumblr.com/post/46096474444/we-heart-it-lovers-on-we-heart-it">itscatiinha</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>We heart it lovers on We Heart It - <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/56166502/via/itscatiinha"><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/56166502/via/itscatiinha">http://weheartit.com/entry/56166502/via/itscatiinha</a></a></p> </blockquote> <p><3</p>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/46107817897http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/46107817897Sat, 23 Mar 2013 18:28:55 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_meewsdTCUj1r67o2fo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/37037580115http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/37037580115Sun, 02 Dec 2012 11:36:13 -0500“Books, for me, are a home. Books don’t make a home – they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and a different kind of space. There is warmth there too – a hearth. I sit down with a book and I am warm. I know that from the chilly nights on the doorstep.”<br/><br/> - <em>Jeanette Winterson, from<em> “</em><span class="st"><em>Why be Happy When You Can be Normal”</em></span> (via <a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://nightswimming.tumblr.com/">nightswimming</a>)</em>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/33640727102http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/33640727102Mon, 15 Oct 2012 10:36:30 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7h5admGiZ1qder5oo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/33639848858http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/33639848858Mon, 15 Oct 2012 10:12:01 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m80u1bCXaU1rycasgo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/33639645166http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/33639645166Mon, 15 Oct 2012 10:05:56 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9oil6xRrZ1r8ytgxo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>wait, i’m not finished with this page yet…</p>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/31680383244http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/31680383244Sun, 16 Sep 2012 16:16:18 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_magk07oNbj1rfxb6ao1_400.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_magk07oNbj1rfxb6ao2_400.jpg"/><br/> <br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/31677978588http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/31677978588Sun, 16 Sep 2012 15:43:07 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m92g9pRZ2v1rdz2boo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://doughcountryforoldmen.tumblr.com/post/29839147602/you-are-forgiven-for-your-happiness-and-your">doughcountryforoldmen</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>“You are forgiven for your happiness and your successes only if you generously consent to share them.” <br/> ― Albert Camus</p> </blockquote>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/30666902972http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/30666902972Sat, 01 Sep 2012 14:15:23 -0400<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9ddw77CPw1r67o2fo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/30246526224http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/30246526224Sun, 26 Aug 2012 12:02:31 -0400<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/46750756" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><br/><br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/29267841261http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/29267841261Sun, 12 Aug 2012 11:54:35 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m79eleK2021rb2ezdo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://marxistsoncouches.tumblr.com/post/27441243964/you-want-me-to-sit-here-seriously-well-ok">marxistsonhorriblecouches</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>“you want me to sit <em>here</em>? seriously? well, ok, it’s your speaker series.”</p> </blockquote>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/27623794298http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/27623794298Fri, 20 Jul 2012 08:43:36 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m66zmxRBum1r67o2fo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/25877997252http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/25877997252Mon, 25 Jun 2012 17:28:09 -0400<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m51u2kB1QM1r67o2fo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/24335967790http://foodforthoughtbooks.tumblr.com/post/24335967790Sun, 03 Jun 2012 12:06:20 -0400