The Starter

  In my telling of our love story, we meet at summer camp. David is twenty and the head counselor and I show up as an eighteen year old newbie to be a counselor to some rather raucous 14 year olds. Your street cred in camp is how many years you’d been there for, and […]

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The Beginning.

When David first told me he wanted to learn how to make sourdough bread, I thought it meant I’d get to go to Paris. So I said yes. I figured he’d spend a week or two at some bakery (boulengerie) indulging his latest crazy and I’d spend the time in museums. It sounded perfect. Admittedly, […]

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