I was standing outside on my lunch break when a message appeared from a long ago friend. She had a question for me. Could I call? I was intrigued, a mystery! I pressed her number. “Well, hellllooo Megan,” she said in her familiar deep voice. She always greeted me that way - back when we’d … Continue reading How To Remember
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Pudding Bridge
(excerpt from the winter of rice and dal) I can pinpoint the moment when my dread of cooking abated, when I stopped saying the sentence “When my kids grow up and leave I am never cooking dinner again.” The meal that holds all the pressure-- from research that declares it as the most important family time … Continue reading Pudding Bridge