A Story of Wild Vinegar, Grief, and Home
This is so, so beautiful, Julia. Always in awe of the way you look at the world. So much love to you.
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If only we could all be so fortunate as to cook with ghosts. Moving and relatable.
Beautiful essay. My wife and daughter are making a drink in the counter now from the pineapple skins. I forget the name. I love the metaphor of food and ghosts and finding renewal at a time of loss.
This is so, so beautiful, Julia. Always in awe of the way you look at the world. So much love to you.
❤️❤️❤️
If only we could all be so fortunate as to cook with ghosts. Moving and relatable.
Beautiful essay. My wife and daughter are making a drink in the counter now from the pineapple skins. I forget the name. I love the metaphor of food and ghosts and finding renewal at a time of loss.