 In my first year of university, I worked part-time in a health food store. My cookbook collection at the time filled half a milk crate and included Moosewood, Laurel's Kitchen, and the Tassajara bread book. I was mostly vegetarian (and I still cook that way). I was 21 and was hired just as the business was derailing. That didn't come up in the interview. The manager called me late one Saturday night, asking where the cash bag was. After closing on the busiest day of the week I'd hid the brown paper bag of cash and coins in the usual spot in the dry stores, and it wasn't there. That had nothing to do with me. I don't know what happened after I locked the door that evening. But the call was my first clue that something dark was going down between the partners. They folded soon after. I don't remember if any of us got our final pay. Sometimes endings are messy. *** www.estherperel.com/podcasts/hw-s2-episode-8-im-your-special-one This conversation Esther Perel mediates between artist and gallerist is honest. I felt like I was listening to myself when they discussed work, children, and intimate partnership — a subject ripe with complications for women. I was sure I did not want children long before I began cooking in restaurants. It was a solid gold decision — young wisdom that calls for a party and lots of gifts. As a cook, the disadvantage was obvious. Women who left the line to have babies rarely came back. *** WAIT: Why Am I Talking? An acronym via Anne Lamott. Also, a good question. *** I had a new release lined up — a rock and roll anthem that makes me feel like a teenager. Then, in radio mode, I was reminded of Donny Hathaway. My father played the duet album he recorded with Roberta Flack often. I hope this remix makes you want to turn it up and dance. The second song is extraordinary and was written by Leon Russel. 20241971Comments are closed.
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