A friend said to Hodja Nasruddin, “Look at all these dandelions! I’ve tried pulling them, poisoning them, starving them, digging them out by the root. Nothing works. I am at my wit’s end!” “That’s a shame,” said the Hodja. “They are not a problem for me.” “Really? Please tell me your secret, my friend!” “It […]
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Published by Naomi Baltuck
When not actually writing, I am researching the world with my long-suffering husband and our two kids, or outside editing my garden.
My novel, The Keeper of the Crystal Spring (Viking Penguin), can be read in English, German, Spanish, and Italian. My storytelling anthology, Apples From Heaven, garnered four national awards, including the Anne Izard Storytellers’ Choice. I am currently working on a contemporary women’s novel.
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Writing Between the Lines 
In Italian, it is lion’s tooth too, “dente di leone”, whereas in Slovenian it is “regrat”, meaning nothing, but when young its leaves are most excellent in salad with warm potatoes, boiled eggs, garlic and pumpkin seed oil. Yum!
That sounds really good! I would love to try that out.