BlogWritings, musings and generally lighthearted banter

Jun

27

Oaxaca, Mexico, El Silencio, and the spell of mezcal

Shortly after 8pm, in an amiable haze, I leave the first of many Mezcalerias I will visit over the next three days and step out into the dry air of colonial downtown Oaxaca, Mexico. Immediately, I am swept into a percussive, frenzied parade of colorful spinning skirts, twirling giants, and brassy horns playing traditional Mexican [...]

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Jun

18

What the Float? An afternoon at LA Float Center

After much debate as to how to state my intention for arriving to the LA Float Center in Woodland Hills, CA, I finally go with the simplest possible version… “I’m here for a four o’clock.” “For your isolation chamber float?” asked the bright-eyed millennial behind the desk. He is a rather sporty looking guy. Far [...]

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Jan

30

Ten minutes in Mexico: An unnecessarily tense moment with Customs and Border Protection

The Border Patrol and Customs agent along the US border in the Mexican town of Mexicali was built like a bulldog puppy with suspicious eyes, a mild Mexican accent and an intense, unexpected lisp that was accentuated when, snake-like and terse, he asked me to remove my “sunglasses” and “step outside the vehicle.” Never before [...]

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Jan

24

Matthew Kenney’s RAW Cooking Intensive: A carnivore’s journey into the world of meatless cooking

The kitchen at Matthew Kenney Culinary School, a raw cooking school in Santa Monica California is well lit and immaculate. Each workstation is a testament to sterility and function.  In front of me, in addition to an assortment of stainless steel mixing bowls, chopping devices and measuring spoons is an avocado, a grapefruit, and a [...]

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Jun

06

AuSable River, Michigan: A Father’s Day reflection

One night while my family vacationed in the Northern Michigan town of Harbor Springs, my father suggested that we go fishing. The nostalgia-filled, stop-sign-only resort town is located on Lake Michigan at the tip of the Lower Peninsula, just two hours north of the famed AuSable River.  That was where we were headed. At just [...]

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