Recently deceased playwright Peter Barnes, who’s story of Pope Clement VI, Flagellants, Black Ravens, Floties and the Black Death entitled Red Noses is scheduled for production this fall at the Gamm, apparently once said "It is absurd to sit around sniffing wild flowers when you can invent them."

I’m not so sure you can’t do both. And why stop at just sniffing flowers when you can take fun close-ups with your new digital camera and, at least in the case of chicory, drink them, or at least their roots, as well ... good for inspiration when doing your inventing I suppose ... or so the French think ... Mark Keaton’s recent article in the Baxter Bulletin out of Arkansas neatly sums up the ideas of the French regarding roasted chicory roots as an adulterant for coffee, and pretty much everything else you might need to know about chicory.

And you might want to catch upcoming Red Noses show to learn how death and disaster reveals true self or just follow current news at Google if you can’t wait. But if all this death and disaster is more than you can stand, and you don’t care so much about true self, or already know as much as you need to, maybe you should just stick to Google chicory news where I originally found Mark's write-up.