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Ordinary Exceptions

Mark Broadhead so accurately encapsulates my own struggles since returning from Italy that I’d swear he was looking inside my …

The Power of 10

On Friday afternoon, just as the clouds considered parting, I decided that a negroni at Bathtub Gin would be the …

Full, Bright

For the past year, I’ve considered applying for a Fulbright scholarship for a one-year master’s degree in food culture and …

Passatutto

During my first and only trip to Paris in 2005, I remember running through the deep underbelly of a Metro …

Fellows, Heroes, and Senses

Last night, I saw my first SIFF film of this year’s series, “Perfect Sense,” which stars Ewan McGregor as a …

You Say Sacred, I Say Sacral

My favorite necklace is practically worthless—but only if its value is counted in dollars. Considering my feelings about organized religion, it …

Hi Mom

Mom and me at St. Robert’s Hours after we buried my mother, I fell ill with an unparalleled monster flu. Looking …

The Hero’s Journey

Last month, I flew to Detroit to visit my Uncle Buddy, the first time back home in 20 years. He was battling …

Small Moves

A moment of understanding sparked last summer when I watched Iole mix espresso into the pert foam of her cappuccino …

Time and Chicken

A leisurely two-hour lunch with Jerry at The Pink Door today was the culmination of my three-day weekend, one filled …

My Prickly Valentine

Everything is relative. As I write, a three-year-old girl, Charlotte, is singing loudly on the floor of Caffe Fiore, a made-up song …

Vision

Dr. Barloon reminded me today that I’ve been coming to see him for nearly 10 years. Less than a year …

True Grit

All week, I’ve been considering Bonnie’s response to my previous entry: “Writers are conduits. Now that you’ve opened yourself, you’re …

Endangered Experiences

In October, a formidable woman with dark, wavy tresses and black square-framed glasses asked me and a roomful of then-strangers …

Butterflies

As the solstice grows closer, and our days darker, the more we become moths to a flame—any flame. When the …

E is for Evolution

“No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting …

How to Dodge Raindrops

“What do you think of that rain coming down?” The question wasn’t directed at me, so I continued reading “Romeo …

Changing Time

The passing of time—and my befuddlement with it—has increased each day since my return from Italy. There is no adequate way …