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A Thanksgiving Primer
When I was ten, mom bought me a set of Christopher Columbus paper dolls from one of those newsprint Scholastic mailers. The punch-out dolls consisted of a dozen or so white men and a handful of natives, but I didn’t know what to do with them. This predated the PC police and Lies My Teacher Told Me, so I didn’t yet know that “discovery” is a euphemism for taking what isn’t rightfully yours. In other words, I didn’t have Columbus and his men fight with the natives; instead, they sat down together for the first Thanksgiving dinner.
The Queen and King of Flour
In exploring all things flour, katherine sandoz teams up with an art historian and a sequential artist. We’re not surprised to be served a flowery dose of King Arthur and […]
Oyster Stew
Recipe and Styling by Libbie Summers Photography by Chia Chong Until I went from spinster to wife, I had never eaten fresh oysters. I grew up in small-town Missouri and […]












