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The whole thing took less than a second–the fleeting fraction of a second, in fact. It was a flash. A blip. A blur. The whole thing passed so quickly I didn’t fully feel it until the next day, the day after, again today, right now, in the dark, petrified spot at the bottom of my stomach, that fisted knot… Continue reading Swiftly

In the Bag

I had quite a tussle in the kitchen the other day, and Mario Batali wasn’t even trying to abscond with the dark chocolate.  (Good thing, too, for I am not above take-down by pony tail). Rather, I was attempting to demonstrate my General Maturity by making dinner. Planning began at 10 a.m., moved through a stop at the grocery… Continue reading In the Bag