How I Learned to Eat to Live

How I Learned to Eat to Live

My grandfather was a man who cherished every morsel; he ate slowly and with purpose. As a child, I remember he was always the last to finish—and we did not leave the table until he was done. The midday meal was the most substantial and reverently honored. We sat...
The History and Hope of My Iowa Tribe

The History and Hope of My Iowa Tribe

I have been attempting to reconcile my place in the world. As it applies to my heritage, racial equality or lack thereof, and social justice. Of course, also realizing how food fits into the equation. This was a personal post for me to write and may not be for the...
The History and Hope of My Iowa Tribe

The History and Hope of My Iowa Tribe

I have been attempting to reconcile my place in the world. As it applies to my heritage, racial equality or lack thereof, and social justice. Of course, also realizing how food fits into the equation. This was a personal post for me to write and may not be for the...

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