THERE ARE TWO WAYS YOU may enjoy this pleasant mix of rusty recollections, offbeat observations, friendly particularism, tasty recipes, unpretentious poetry, and wry spirituality: The first is to browse the above links at your leisure, consult the categories below the header (on a desktop unit) or in the drop-down menu (on a phone or tablet), or simply scroll downscreen.
But if you’d like to read my episodic tales of Prosatio Silban, a self-defrocked holyman in a fantastic land who ekes out a meager but honest living as a mercenary cook, please direct your fingers and eyes hither!
Thank you, and be well,
The Mgt.