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I was far too hungry and in no mood to feel conflicted about eating a BLT. It gets a bit tiring burdening ingredients with so much meaning all the time. Continue reading
[M]y brain would never forgive me if I forgot such a marvelously specific German term for the weight gained from inconsolate eating. “Grief bacon.” My wedge was flecked with specks of grief. I didn’t know whether to laugh at that or to cry. Continue reading
Sometimes, I awake to find delightful little tidbits in my email inbox. Here is the latest. Sharing is, after all, caring. And I care. I really, really do.