In the Sunday Times on the 6th, there was an article that piqued my attention right off the bat, entitled Blessed Be My Freshly Slaughtered Dinner[1]. The opening sentence begs an important question: “Could you look through a rifle’s scope into the long-lashed eyes of an elk and pull the trigger if it would be […]
Read More ›Here’s the funny thing: why is it that we feel kids need special food compared to adults? I’m not referring to infants (duh), or really little ones who don’t yet have all their teeth and the ability to chew up a mouthful of steak and kale, but kids who do. Conceptually, that is. Why is […]
Read More ›See You in September… Ugh- that phrase made me cringe as a kid! I’ll be honest; I hated back to school time. It meant an end to freedom; to morning swim team practice followed by long days at the beach (mom was a school teacher, so she had summers off, too) and a significantly shortened […]
Read More ›Goodbye for now, Europe, and hello from 35,000 feet! It’s been a lovely ten days of traveling, racing, enjoying the local cuisine and now, as I fly home from Venice, it seemed appropriate to elaborate a little on one of the topics I only briefly mentioned last week: using a flight as a time to […]
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