Feast

Bacon.

I can go on and on extolling the virtues of bacon. But it would just

By Camille Lewis / August 10, 2012

Believe Dance Eat Embrace Feast Giggle Grace Grow Heal Learn

With wine at hand, the good man concerns himself, not with getting drunk, but with

By Camille Lewis / April 8, 2012

Dance Eat Feast Grace

Only the ungrateful or the purblind can fail to see that sugar in the grape

By Camille Lewis / April 7, 2012

Dance Feast Grace

So with all things. Creation is God’s living room, the place where He sits down

By Camille Lewis / April 6, 2012

Dance Embrace Feast Grace Grow Love

Take the largest part of that truth first. God makes wine. For all its difficulties,

By Camille Lewis / April 5, 2012

Dance Feast Love

The feet-on-the-stove stance of this book is a deliberate attempt to cure myself, and anyone

By Camille Lewis / April 4, 2012

Dance Eat Feast

Food is the daily sacrament of unnecessary goodness, ordained for a continual remembrance that the

By Camille Lewis / April 2, 2012

Believe Dance Eat Feast

The world has slipped you culinary diagrams instead of food. It counts on your palate

By Camille Lewis / April 1, 2012

Eat Feast Giggle Heal

A curse on them all! May an endless variety of worms feed sweetly upon their

By Camille Lewis / March 31, 2012

Believe Feast Grace

The Reformation was a time when men went blind, staggering drunk because they had discovered,

By Camille Lewis / February 29, 2012