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The density of a moment
There have been a few times in my life in which I noticed that in intense and dangerous moments of life in which you know that it could all stop in the next second, your senses extended to superhuman clarity and you can pull sensory information in such large volume that time itself slows into… Continue reading
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The awful truth
After the storm, the shelter doors open. It has become normal to live today as though this were a different planet that we had traveled to 20 something years ago. If not for written words, how could we ever remember who we are? Sometimes you need the 18-year-old from 40 years ago to help you… Continue reading
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Notes from the campground bathrooms – Sara
The pieces of lives you can catch in the conversations had around a campground bathroom has always fascinated me. I was Listening to a mother, who has a significant Hudson River Valley accent while at the bathroom this morning. I will call her Sara. She was talking to a man she did not know out… Continue reading
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Big day coming
“The years pass by so quickly. One thing I’ve understood. I’m only learning to tell a tree from wood.” -John Lennon. I know. Mind Games. 1973. The alarm clock is going off every 10 minutes now. That waking from working dreams of effort and change are now going by like telephone poles on the… Continue reading
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It’s all about trajectory
I’ve often thought of my daily existence and collective existence as random particles traveling through the void. That is certainly true. After pondering this for about seven years now, I have come to the conclusion that random particles they may be, the good news is that they are all traveling in the same direction. Let… Continue reading
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LEll
My life has changed course several times on the head of a pin. And yet I keep finding connections that are hardwired through past, present, and future. I am shaken by these. I am thankful. I am grateful. It tears my breath away from me. That number that I see every day, always there… Continue reading
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Taco Week 2023
Back in 2016, I read the book “Julie and Julia”. For one whole year, Julie Powell had this themed undercurrent that was the star of every day for 365 days in a row. The book was riveting and stark, and the movie was cutesy and profitable. I wanted a quest. Her adventure was so unique.… Continue reading
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An Unexpected Culinary Journey
It was an unexpected and unpredictable journey. For a guy who could cook less than a dozen things for the first half of my adult life, I discovered a wonderful gift. My cooking heroes have changed over the years. It makes sense. My launching point was the training wheels-like safety of the 20 years ago… Continue reading
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Flavor, blackouts and Memory Almost Full
Flavor, blackouts and Memory Almost Full Lately, I have been throwing myself into the very depths of understanding, the situational flavorings, and breaking free of using recipes. It would seem that as one chef put it, cooking from a recipe is no more than painting by numbers. I know in my heart, that my initial… Continue reading
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Pain, Poverty, Persistence and the Dirt
That ever-expanding explosion of injury that lacerates me again and again, finding constant aftermath of the storm in the light of a new dawn. I don’t even know why I keep getting up. It is probably the same reason I kept running and fighting. Trying to sustain flight in something that cannot fly is exhausting.… Continue reading