November 2011
1 post
Apologies, anxiety and apple pie in a skillet
Contrary to what you’re probably thinking right now, no, I did not lose my fingers in a tragic Cuisinart accident or decide to drop out of graduate school to go on tour with a new-wave banjo quartet.
Nor did I start competitively eating oysters, breeding champion English bulldogs or move into the wilderness to survive on root vegetables and homemade toothpaste.
I’ve mostly been...
