As a child, I thought that time spent eating was wasted. I wasn’t really very keen on eating or on food at all, and my palate was very particular – I would go through phases of only eating lemon curd sandwiches or coarse duck pâté on toast. So why sit and fail to eat food […]
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As the old saying goes, “Tacos – you can’t take them with you.” Aside from the two pallets of clothes and toys we shipped a month ago, I didn’t start packing for our transatlantic relocation until about 10pm the night before. Physically packing I mean. A writer friend of mine reminds me that writing is
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Larry owns and runs the mixed martial arts gym I frequent, and drives a Mustang, which he is busy pimping out. I used to scoff at such cars – all metal and weight and straight lines – but I hear his tales and have a new found respect for the pony car. He tells of
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