I learned to wriggle my fingers deep into the mud at the base of the green leek stems and to gently coax the bulbs from the earth.
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I walked our meat department every day looking for the perfect bird on which to dote and ultimately roast to golden, crispy-skinned perfection.
The viewer is given a picture of a lifelong activist who is as filled as ever with righteous fury. But now, Krasner has tasked himself with changing “the system” from within.
It is remarkably easy to forget the fullness of story in each chicken breast.
Neon, the element named for the concept of novelty itself, is now hanging onto its public relevance by a thread of nostalgia.
The rawness of this proximity to life makes me feel vulnerable, sort of like therapy but without the armchairs.
At that moment, Cline walked up and said, in his miraculously gentle drawl, “You can take her home if you want to.”
One of the things about moving around a lot is that people start to ask you, “Does it feel like home?”
I learned that home is a team sport.
The South American gem grinned when I responded to her beautifully-accented English in Spanish, and spoke again, “Digame si no me entiende. ¿Ok?”