Our woefully still extant mid-October Columbus Day, which in recent years has been transforming into Indigenous Peoples’ Day, is celebrated in Spain as Día de la Raza, or “Day of the Spanish Race,” or in my school district, “Festa Nacional de España,” (“Spain Day”) both of which are alarming but at least correctly and honestly … Continue reading Junk Glass Risotto

I love sitting by the ocean. There’s the immediacy of sand, the shifting ground underneath you, the uncovering and burial of little opal shell fragments, the dogs running past. Then there’s the waves that come from somewhere beyond the horizon, continuous without losing its intrigue, its promise, satisfyingly out of reach. It’s a type of … Continue reading Windy Grelos Stew