I think the last time I bought a bar of soap was in 1999. That was the year Bob was fired on November first. That was the year I spent a lot of time in the woods, contemplating home economics and financial security. We were down to our last few dollars when we made […]
Every Lovely Mess
“Are you the architect of this experience?” I look over my shoulder for the person to whom my guest is referring, perhaps a man in a crisp shirt with a roll of blueprints under his arm. But it’s closing time. The cafe has emptied out for the day. He gestures at my chef’s coat. “This […]