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Why Do We Stay?

The first time it happened was on a cruise ship. We were seniors at two separate high schools, and our senior classes were taking their unofficial ...

~Rosie Molinary

Love and Cupcakes

I am hungry for one of my grandma’s enormous chocolate cupcakes, so sweet they made me dizzy. During the warm summer months, she stored them...

~Melissa Ballard

Sweet Recall

Your house smells like cookies.” That’s what the delivery guy says as he drags in my boxes. For the past year, he has race-walked...

~Wanda Fleming

My Grandmother's Refrigerator

Armed with a toothbrush, white vinegar and baking soda, I embarked upon my twice-yearly drive from Southern California up to Monterey to clean...

~Melissa Hart

Super-Sized Enlightenment

You can’t have your cake and eat it, too. If there’s one thing Pinkerton’s Academy for Young Ladies failed to teach Becky Sharp in William...

~Susan Cushman

A Solitary Feast

It is Thanksgiving Day, and I am all alone. While the majority of Americans are feasting with friends and family today, I sit at home, utterly...

~Lauren Norton Carson

Communion

The first food I was really wild about was a tomato. We had gone to visit an elderly friend of my mother’s who lived on a small farm in rural...

~Stacy Appel

Butter

When the chemo hadn’t worked, my aunt put her hopes on butter. Three pounds of it. Then four pounds. Then two more. “Annie, get...

~Monica Whitaker

Creating a Good Life

It was election year 2000. My husband and I made a bet that if Bush won, we’d vacation in Sundance, Utah, and if Gore, in Italy. Since there...

~Sheilah Zimpel

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