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Jul
23
A car sitting in a parking lot

A Fragment of Grief

Grief becomes rusting. It becomes the car left unattended in a barn somewhere in the cornfields of Illinois. It becomes something you don’t understand, don’t recognize, don’t realize you’ve missed — until it suddenly and powerfully comes back.
7 min read
Nov
26
Food as Our Story

Food as Our Story

When we are blessed with our choice of meals and plating, we scarcely consider from whence it came. By all means, we understand that the furious hands of a chef must be behind it all, but do we know the "where" of our meals?
6 min read