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comfort food

Have you ever noticed that the real key to comfort food is having someone else make it for you? That and the food is weird. Dang weird to anyone outside of those making it and those being comforted by it. My mom used to make lumpy malt-o-meal for breakfast. She was a harried chef. Most … Continue reading

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why I foster

  Why. It’s a good question. Even without a question mark. I’m introspective so I ask it a lot. I’m extroverted so then I answer. (That’s right, I can’t stop talking even when I’m the only one listening.) Right now, I’m asking it. Why do I. And here’s what I am answering to myself. Because. … Continue reading