Remembering Bourdain

When we learned in 2018 that Anthony Bourdain had passed, my husband and I were shocked. We had watched his show, Parts Unknown, for years and felt like he was our good friend. Maybe he was a bit rough around the edges, but he brought out the best in each area he visited and each… Continue reading Remembering Bourdain

Comma Drama

What does the word “craft” bring to mind? A small boat? A potter’s studio? Pom poms and glue sticks? One of my first memories of watching someone practicing a “craft” was at the Minnesota Renaissance Festival long ago. My family and I joined a crowd under a large white tent. A sweaty man wearing a… Continue reading Comma Drama