Any Given Sunday

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I danced hard this morning, then I brunched well. Long conversations. The graciousness of an ex, my humility in accepting the invitation. It was necessary and familiar and reflective and all that. I really wanted to go on a long walk afterwards. The weather has abruptly cooled (in Dallas) and over the last two days of storms, the sprinkles are still intermittent; so I did the next best thing: grocery shop to my few places, park far out in the lot, then walk and think it out, also, intermittently scanning a list. I’m strung out on mirin in my cooking. If you have a sweet-tooth or sweets eating addiction, it will make you LOVE any vegetable ISwearToGod. It’s essentially sweetened … Read More

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