Roughly Speaking podcast: Punching up cocktails with brandy; making soup; gifting books (episode 185)

Johnny Winter

All hail Bob!

All hail Bob!

"I can't help it if I'm lucky."

— Bob Dylan

In the library that my small row house has become — a room for baseball, another for Judaica, a long shelf of Bolano beneath the skylight — the front parlor is designated for winners of the Nobel Prize in Literature.

There, where my parents raised glasses of wine after their wedding in 1953 — the year Winston Churchill won the prize — Kipling (1907) leans against Agnon (1966), and Faulkner (1949) bridges Morrison (1993) and Lessing (2007).

Earlier this month, a boll weevil chewed through the plaster looking for a home, little Bobby Dylan from Hibbing come a rocking with...

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