Aunt Moonstone Marie-Louise Eyres In a house of animals, blind dogs, a three-legged cat, salamanders posed like statues in a tank, a couple of kids and a mynah bird who all talk back, she follows strict Buddhist rules, like never squash an insect. All along the bookshelves, golden art-deco dancers bare-breasted, double up as candlesticks. Cigarettes twirl thick incense from an alabaster dish. A table is peppered with glasses inked in port. Baking takes place in bold, red loaves, purple […] Continue Reading
