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Well Fed

We remain well fed while they are starving and we’re carving up what’s left of their land

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Let’s Go Read Rumi (Ode to Spring)

Before the vultures dine on another ancient civilization and cities become rubble lets break bread instead of bones   lets cleanse our palate and feast on the food of kings and queens, lets walk through smoke screens, and sit on … Continue reading

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Wake Up And Smell The Falafel

We better wake up and smell the falafel and go to bed always dreaming of waffles let’s peel some potatoes and make shepherds pie and get ourselves a fresh lamb sandwich on rye lets eat our way through old imperial … Continue reading

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Punch-Drunk

They’re victorious again, and we ate our bread and we filled our cup, punch-drunk for the duration content cheering on the team

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Where The Hell Have You Been?

Dedicated to Uncle Bobby How far do you travel each day? “To work, maybe to the marketplace… about twenty miles” you might say “To school, and to the gym… thirty miles” well, do you drive a truck or a car … Continue reading

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Life, Death, & Food

Anthony Bourdain used food as a way of introducing America to people around the world, their history and culture. He let food speak for itself, and importantly, let people speak for themselves. Bourdain’s Hawaii episode was the first time many … Continue reading

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We Pluck Flowers

We pluck flowers from the garden and make a bouquet   we pluck strings on the guitar and make music   we pluck feathers from a chicken and make a meal   we pluck people from their homes and villages, … Continue reading

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