It’s been an awkward time for meat lovers like me. We are being asked to leave what the WHO would describe as an abusive relationship. Recently, the WHO didn’t mince words when they declared …
Have you ever received an email that starts with “Hae, Jackson” and you suddenly feel like your stomach is going to run? I was told those are the famous Millennials. They are a unique group of sub-humans who came …
I now understand how my mother felt every time I criticized how she dressed when coming to school or how she talked loudly when addressing me. I envy her because she had ready answers for me like “Soma uninunulie …
Kids were the best to serve. They never fussed. They didn’t test you by asking, “What’s the soup of the day?” They were just happy to be out of the house. They sat there, raptly crayoning the kiddie pictures …
Last Thursday I went to bed with a Java menu. I put aside “All The Light We Cannot See” by Anthony Doerr just as American bombers bore down on a small French borough, the last outpost occupied by Germans …
