How My Fear of Chickens Began

One thing I get made fun of a lot for is my absolute hatred of chickens/roosters. Like many hatreds, it stems from fear. I am terrified of chickens. Irrationally so – very out of proportion to the damage that any chicken has ever inflicted upon me. I have an iffy relationship with most birds –… Continue reading How My Fear of Chickens Began

Remembering My Mom Through Food

I think about my mom a lot, sometimes I imagine the conversations we would have about whatever’s going on in my life. I’m lucky in that while memories hurt, I enjoy thinking about her. I still like to poke fun at her, to be honest. A lot of memories associated with my mom center on… Continue reading Remembering My Mom Through Food