Being Bread
After a late dinner, we were walking back to our hotel when the breeze brought a whiff of freshly baked bread. I turned and stared through the darkness at an arched opening backlit by flames. A glistening shirtless man was lifting loaves out of the brick oven with a long paddle, balancing, turning, then sliding […]
Revisiting Commitment
Have you caught yourself scrolling through a list of movies to watch, unable to commit the time for any of them? Or leafing through a catalogue, not able to decide on anything because there are too many choices? Or leaving the grocery store without any cereal because there were just too many options? Americans often […]
More to Say…
My mother used to say, “I have more to tell you, but not yet.” And I would wonder what she meant because, after all, I thought I was capable of understanding whatever she had to say. I didn’t respect the breadth of her experience. She was not a certified authority or, I thought, a particularly […]
With Cautious Hugs
For the first time in a year of pandemic isolation, I set the table for five on Easter Sunday. I felt both excited and awkward, unsure that I had enough food, that the house looked okay, that we were, in fact, safe from infecting each other. After a year of restricted contact, we were about […]
