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Lucky’s Not Good Enough
Our stories are betraying us. It’s time to revise.
Of Pasha And Pancakes
Perhaps the pancakes tasted sweeter when filled with the spirit of rejuvenation. Perhaps he just liked the way the pancakes were uniformly round, thin, and warm, so unlike the ones my mother made. . . I suspect that in his mind, my mother had not mastered the gentle American art of making pancakes, as she…
Maestro Moment
Besides the music, particularly the Mahler, what I loved most about Maestro was its deeply honest, layered look at a relationship I recognize from my own life. A relationship that saved me from self-loathing and taught me true love.