Reflections

September 17, 2010

In the quiet corners of a kitchen, there is a rhythm to preparation that feels almost ritualistic. We peel back layers, discarding...

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September 17, 2010

In the quiet hours of the morning, I often think about how we measure the success of a journey. We are taught...

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September 16, 2010

In the garden behind my childhood home, there was a patch of wild mint that seemed to exist in a different time...

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