Michigan’s Smoked Whitefish Dip Recipe

Everyone has their own. It’s like Lebanese seven-spice mix: which seven depends on who is doing the mixing, but the mix is happening, everywhere you go there. And for the record, it’s not always seven. I grew up on three (salt+pepper+cinnamon). Here in Michigan, where whitefish dinners reign supreme (and lunches too–I ate the finest…

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Postcard from Up North

Thaw, with her gentle persuasion, is more powerful than Thor with his hammer. The one melts, the other breaks into pieces. ~ Henry David Thoreau (Little Traverse Bay responds beautifully to gentle persuasion, as we all do…. ) Thank you for your patience these months of work on my book, my dear friends. First draft is…

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Postcard from Up North

They got up steam and proceeded calmly to the north where there seemed to be no people, but only mountains, lakes, reedy snow-filled steppes, and winter gods who played with storms and stars. ~Mark Helprin, A Winter’s Tale (The winter gods have been playing well Up North. The tundra is buried in snow, but beautifully. Just…

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Happy Valentine’s Day

In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you. ~Buddha (Valentine’s Day, we love your hearts and candy and roses, but most of all your message. It is akin to the message of Buddha and of ice-glazed…

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Favorite Gifts Ideas from Up North, for you

  Main Street in Harbor Springs is an amazing place all year round, but during the holidays, our town will send you over the moon. There are big, fluffy snowflakes coming down pretty much from here on out, and there is nothing like strolling up one side of the street and down the other, sipping…

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Postcard from Up North

Love is the most necessary of all virtues…the fire of love of God and neighbor–it will work wonders. ~St. Anthony Mary Claret (On the feast of All Saints this week, I’m thinking of St. Anthony Claret of Spain. He took the road less traveled when he founded the small but powerful Claretian Missionaries. I worked…

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Postcard from Up North

  Should you fall even fifty times a day, never on any account should that surprise or worry you. Instead, ever so gently set your heart back in the right direction. ~Saint Jane Frances de Chantal (Morning mist rising off of Pickerel Lake. Gazing on gentle beauty encourages the gentle recalibration of the heart.)

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Postcard from Up North

On pavements and the bark of trees, I have found whole worlds. . ~ Mark Tobey (Peak leaves, fallen, front steps. Moments like these, one wonders how we survived without such color til now, and how we’ll possibly get along when she is gone.)

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Michigan apples, comfort me

  It was the kind of fall morning that Michigan does best: mist rising off the bay, sun just up over the horizon, leaves on the cusp of their burning beauty. The day promised sunshine, warmth, and apples. Lots of apples. My friend Bill Sherman has been telling me about his family business, and invited…

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